<strong>Kat and Tarik ~ Kat's Room </strong><br/><br/>Kat loved it when they surprised her. So many clients were predictable, not necessarily unpleasant, but she knew what was coming before they did it. It took some of the edge off. Tarik was a surprise. When he plunged into her pussy she cried out and her fingers clenched on the table supporting them, her body clenching down tightly as if that slick tunnel would trap him inside of her. It couldn't of course and when he pulled free of her body she gave a mewling whimper and looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes accusing and pleading at the same time.<br/><br/>Then he came to her again, this time where she'd thought he'd go before. She felt him pressing past that tight ring and gave a low groan, while her body trembled and her fingers clutched at the bed once more. When he set his rhythm, moving in and out of her eager, trembling, body, she began to move with him, rocking her hips to meet him, the tight ring of her anus clenching down on him, trying to take him deeper despite knowing he couldn't push any further into her.<br/><br/>The slap to her ass, the voice in her ear, drew low whimpers from her throat and she twisted her head once more, staring at him from lust glazed eyes, "Don't stop Tarik, please don't even think of stopping!"