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It was hard to deny that position, seeing Anya like that, genuinely begging to fucked by him. He got on his knees, firmly grasped Anya's hips and pushed in. It did not take him long to go harder than before, the position instinctively told him to do it. It was the natural thing to do with a woman like this. Less passion than before, pure fucking, but still with both of them thinking of each other and looking at each other quite differently than when he came in. It was not the same as a customer telling her to do this, something that would certainly happen at some point.

Anya blushed looked at Logan as she got on her hands and knees spreading her legs widen. She used two fingers to spread her lips seeing her juices dripping. "Please Logan you're cock feel so good. Your thrusting has....has such power behind it. I....I can't help but love it."

She was restless. Logan could tell that much, that as good as she felt, She just wanted more. As much as he did not want to, he pushed himself up pulling out briefly, to let her get into a position she wanted. He may have been the customer. But at the moment having sex with Anya was good enough. He was not picky about the position was even looking forward to trying others. "Show you how you want it." Was that another line? Had she ever even been asked such a simple question. Certainly not by her father, perhaps not by previous customers either.

Breaking the kiss Anya felt herself losing her mind to the pleasure. She wanted more. She wanted Logan to take her doggy style, let her ride, anything she just needed more. "Oh...Lo...Logan so good...so good more please please." Her professional shell had cracked as her need as a women showed.

Behind every great man is a great woman... pegging him in bed.

I'm reading that as 69 and 4:20, and that sounds like a lucky night in bed to me The wise man knows nothing in bed.

It felt as good as he hoped, if not better. Logan did not want it to end too quickly but it hard to control of himself as this point. He had no idea what was going to happen when this was over, how honest Anya would be with how she felt right now, whether she tried to go back completely to the professional, do so with cracks showing in the shell, or just be honest. She was becoming one of the girls she mentioned before, thinking of him more than a customer, more than a friend. He had asked for advice earlier, Anya had offered him practice, would it still be 'practice' after this? He had no idea, only that he would keep seeing her, freque

Anya didn't care that his French kiss was a bit clumsily done she loved it all the same. She found a man who liked her for her. Who wanted to know about her hobbies and likes instead of just fucking her and feeling her. He comforted her and that proved he was great man. She loved how his cock fit inside her perfectly. She circled her tongue around his as they kissed and she rolled her hips thrusting up to meet his thrusts.

Had they crossed some sort of line already? Logan did not know, but whether they had or not, it was too late to stop. He did not care that she was a whore, that other men would fuck her, or that he had to pay to do the same. Hearing and seeing her like this was enough. He kept thrusting at his current speed, but made a point of kissing her, clumsily pushing his tongue into her mouth. For the moment she was genuinely his, regardless of her job. He had no idea how he did it so quickly, without really trying, whether it had anything to do with her past trauma and desire for something she saw in him as a man. Though he did not really care

Anya bit her lip looking into Logan's eyes feeling him guild his cock into her pussy. She could feel it was hard for him to thrust but once her hymen was broken she felt a split second of pain before it became pleasure. "Log....Logan....so...so good taking...my...my virginity." She moaned wrapping her legs around him and her arms around the back of his neck.

Alright Ashley. I will do that after the time with Logan.

Anahel smiled and said, “I know you won’t. That’s why I was sent here, because we believe in you.” Anahel then smiled and watched as Maxim began to pray. As Maxim finished up, the Angel blinked as she was presented with a curious question. “I can if I wanted to, though, I respect your privacy so I won’t. There is a spell for everything after all. All I have to do is use my magic and I can hear your inmost thoughts.”

My quietest day in a while (not that I blame anyone, I look forward to replies, but don’t want to pressure them, even less so for people who have a reason to celebrate Valentine’s Day) gives me plenty of time to think ahead. Yeah, Logan will be a regular customer, we’ll see where that goes. May also give her some variety in customers. But between Logan’s first two visits, will give her sometime with the girl(s). Start with Ashley, the gender bent teen whore, see what Anya thinks of her and how they might get along.

Feeling like they were both ready, Logan took the chance without saying anything. Reaching down, guiding his cock into her pussy, wet enough to easily welcome him in. He did not go especially had but lost in the moment, with so much. He did slow either. Moaning softly as very enthusiastically fucked her,

Maxim felt more protected than he ever had in his life. Even back at the castle, before the war, there was always risk of assassination, by blade or arrow or poison. All the guards in the castle and armies in the field could not guarantee protection. Now though he had divine protection, no mortal enemy at least had a chance of getting past Anahel. “I swear I will not disappoint you or the gods for this blessing.” He knelt at the bed and offered a prayer of gratitude to the gods, one he was not sure if Anahel could also hear. As he finished, he decided to clarify that. “Do you hear my thoughts as if they were words. Or is that only with

OOC: hey it's perfectly fine, I completely understand and just hope you have a good day and relax ^^ and I would never be apposed to that Greg had begun to pleasure himself, stroking his cock thinking about Pearl under him as he pounded her in a mating press,. But once he heard his phone go off he would snap his eyes open and groans softly as his cock throbbed. Grabbing his phone he would read the text and smiles. Texting her back. "Sure Pearl tomorrow works great. And you didn't cause me any distress or anything like that. I just hope I didn't make you uncomfortable." He sighs softly as he bit his lip, his member throbbing b