Lena found the knowledge of an audience oddly erotic. She could smell sex in the air, her perfume had blended with the passionate body oils of their unbridled desire. She twisted on him as if she were hooked and trying to escape, grinding her clitoris hard against his pelvis, feeling his hard, throbbing shaft deep within her body.<br/><br/>Suddenly, his skilled manipulation of her body sent her crashing into the shore, a kaleidoscope of stars that had her frozen momentarilly, pierced by his manhood, as she shook in an orgasmic frenzy of joy. "Sweet Jesus," she said, her breath coming out in little pants, sweat popping out in small drops on her brow. "If you make everyone of your clients this happy, I'm surprised I was even able to get an appointment." She let drop as mall rain of kisses on his brow and cheek, loving the feel of his heated skin on her ripe red lips.