My Wet Sex Is My Client’s Incentive : Age-Gap Breeding 4 (Breeding Erotica Unprotected Erotica Age Gap Erotica Alpha Male Erotica): Age-Gap Breeding, #4

By Kimmy Welsh

My client Liam is so damn lazy that I have to think of a whole new bunch of incentives to get him to do some work in the gym, but I never imagined I'd have to resort to offering sexual prizes for each set of reps.

He leaps at the chance and I suspect it's because I'm half his age.  What forty year old could resist the charms of a fit, younger woman.  Read how I offer up my soaking wet sex for him and he thrusts himself inside, emptying himself deep.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kimmy Welsh
• Release date: Dec 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386896333

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Right, pull him out, I said, trying to act nonchalant about the whole thing.  Part of me thought Liam was too chicken to even do it.  People rarely interrupted us in our private room at the gym, but there was always a chance.

He shifted his eyes uncomfortably, but then he stood up and moved his hand to the waist of his shorts.  I opened my mouth to stop him but I was too curious.  Was he really going to do it?

He didn’t even pause as pushed down his shorts.  It was as though he was jumping straight in to an ice-cold lake the way he went for it.  Before I knew what had happened I was staring at the large, hanging appendage of his and marveling at what I was seeing.

It’s—your—I, I fumbled, my heart racing.

Well? he said, expectantly.

My eyes were focused on it and I couldn’t turn away.  His hair was kempt around it and it seemed to accentuate its size.  It was flaccid but somehow still managed to look powerful and imposing.  My pupil’s fattened as I took him in.  I liked what I saw.

Come on, Sasha, he said.  I’m kind of on show here.

I—I don’t—

Hey, he warned, raising a finger.  I kept my end of the bargain.

I was speaking fast now, somewhere between fear and excitement.  But—but I don’t know if I can—if we should—I can’t do that?  Can I?

Hey, a deal’s a deal, he said.

But you’re my client, I said, and the whole time we spoke I stared at his cock.

And you’re my personal trainer, he agreed, but a deal is a deal.  Now come here and put it in your mouth like you promised.

He said the final words sternly.  The seriousness of his tone made me gulp and snap out of the frenzied panic.

Okay, I said.