The minimal black halter over the lace top supported and accented her lace-covered breasts, without offering any additional concealment. Exiting the washroom, Nadia carried her small cleaning kit to the study, where Karl would be waiting to let her know his plan for the afternoon. A few of the clients even asked her privately if she would consider out-call jobs. This afternoon one of her regulars had booked her to ‘clean house.’ Karl was one of her first regulars, and one of her best clients. His thrusting continued for many long minutes before he cried out, giving her a final, extra-deep thrust, and released his load. “Now lets get these pants off of you.” Nadia’s friendly, but take charge manner got George standing up, allowing her to unbuckle his belt and unzip his fly before he could think to object. Three-inch sandals with an elegant ankle strap held her feet; thigh-high fishnet stockings, held up with lacy garters covered her legs. What was more, the brothel was only open from 5:00pm to 3:00am, leaving many hours of
