Hey, guys! Picture this: When a babe walks in looking for it all with a gift certificate, we make it a priority to go above and beyond just like we would for any regular client. But when I clocked Nina's hidden assets beneath that sweet palm-patterned frock, I was a goner. Part of her was aching (all that floor-lounging), so I took on the task of her ailing lower back—leading her to crave my touch all over her perky breasts.
Her hubby recently did a runner, cleaning off with every bit of substance! He even swiped the lemony-fresh spray! So, to lend her a hand or two, I suggested a trade: a few furnishings on my end in return for some cozy favors from her underneath the tabletop. Gotta hand it to her, this gal is smoking hot, rocking the deal-making as if she'd burst in flames. She took me up on the offer — unbeknownst it was a free ticket.
-Ryan.