Erica

 She has been new for more than a year. I didn't expect any surprises but I did. I almost passed again if not for her working on 3 consecutive days.

On entering the door she frowned momentarily. But I'm confident enough that it may mean many things. One of my last year's ATF was like in shock, a very minor one, when she saw me. But we hit it off immediately.

Maybe I looked like a poor young student with no money, lol. Maybe too old, which doesn't make much sense.

I was in my pajamas. She asked me if she can do the laundry. The washing machine is near the door. She threw the big basket of towels into the machine. I just stood there enjoying the amusement. She asked me what I do for a living and than "do you have a job?". I said I worked at home and it didn't register.

I thought she could be from Australia but it was Ohio. We have a slight communication problem as I even have trouble on the LA accent.

She has nice fine long hair. Prettier than the other girls. The tits are perfect, full B. Starfish is tight.

The first thing I sat on the bed, tried to grab her and kiss away. But the bed moved. I sat on the end so it couldn't move that way but she walked around avoiding me. Then she put my towel on the bed and told me to get on it. Bad sign. I obliged.

She grabbed my cock and blew away. For some reason, she kept blowing but moved her butt next to me, rather like 69 but only side by side.

It was long enough. She asked me if I was ready and tried to put on the condom. Not so fast because I haven't done my things. She was face up when I got closer. But then she spread her legs. OK, I can eat that. But my heart wasn't in it. I got lower and lower and got to her tight starfish. 

When I was done with that I got to her perfect smallish B cup. When I was done with that I got higher up to kiss her. There wasn't much hope as she wasn't like a passionate person. But then she gave me the tongue first and we kissed a lot. Then I inserted and gave her some good pounding.

After that, I told her my routine, that I could not move and needed some lying down. She went on to give me a new experience. She went to get the clean towels, throw them on the bed, and fold away. 

When she finished she laid next to me in her top and bottom. I thought we were cuddling but she told me her life story without much prompting. Maybe it's her way to keep clients. When they saw who they were working with that day they know how good the competition is. And when things get slow you try harder.

Her mother is a drug addict and prostitute. Her aunt adopted them but don't love them. Her aunt brought car for her own daughter but not her. Her dad or stepdad beat them. She ran away at 17. She cried.

She believed in god and preached to me. She believed she is not a prostitute but an escort. She is helping men and preventing some rape. And there's nothing wrong with fucking younger girls.

She was making 6 figures last year but blew it. She wanted to save money to get a camper so she can live cheaply. She wanted to be a doctor or a nurse. She graduated high school. Probably not if she ran at 17.

I didn't mind her giving me inspiration. But I was waiting for a chance to tongue kiss her and say goodbye. I just can say goodbye when she is telling me her life story.

But then she got a notification. She threw me my clothes. So I dressed up and go. I did give her a good hug. 

She looks the best. She did the most. That's the problem of seeing too many people in a short time. I have one regular, one favorite that I saw 3 times, and another one that I wanted to see a few more times. And now she is my new favorite.