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It was a Monday when my Ada agent phoned to confirm my appointment with Sussan, Friday night at the end of the week after her engagements had played out. “Relax Michael while Lana counts to three for me.” I couldn’t relax, though I wanted what was coming. More stories in the media next day about Sussan’s visit. She was still wearing her cup-less bra when I knelt in front of her. Sussan kissing me while she watched her minder giving me a head job. I wanted to challenge myself with a woman Sussan’s age, more than twenty-years older than me. I could take that all day long. Sussan’s body was everything and more I had been fantasising about and lusting after for years. Always killer heels with every outfit to highlight her wonderful legs.
