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“Not really,” he said, blushing just a hair. “Once or twice, and only for a short time. Thirty seconds each, maybe.”
“Did you give you hand jobs? Jerk you off?”
“Sometimes,” Hank said.
“Did you ever give her anal sex?”
His face turned bright red from embarrassment. “No. She said didn’t like it.”
“What about your fingers?” Layla asked. “Did you ever use them on her? Play with her pussy, rub her clit, anything like that?”
“A few times,” he said. “Just to get her warmed up.”
Layla laughed under her breath and shook her head.
“What?” Hank said.
“Nothing,” she replied. “I just feel bad for you, that’s all.”
“Why?”
“Because your girlfriend was such a prude,” Layla said. “Okay, so a few more questions and then we can get started.”
“Okay,” Hank said.
“What about porn?” she asked.
“What about it?”
“Do you ever watch it?”
Hank shrugged. “Occasionally,” he said, his embarrassment growing even further. He looked down at the floor, unable to meet her eyes.
“Hardcore stuff?” Layla asked.
His eyes flashed up in annoyance. “What difference does it make?”
“I’m just trying to get a feel for how much you know, what you’re aware of, so I don’t make you uncomfortable,” she said. “I want you to have a good time, you know. That’s kind of my job description.”
“Assume I don’t know anything at all,” he said. “Because I feel like I don’t.”
“Fair enough,” Layla said. She took a couple steps towards Hank until she was standing right in front of him, their bodies practically touching. “So here’s what we’ll do. Imagine that ten minutes ago, we were at a bar. You were standing there, having a drink, when I came up to you.”
Her voice changed, grew infinitely more sexy, soft and throaty. She leaned forward and whispered in his ear: “You’re fucking gorgeous. I’d love to take you back to my hotel room and ravish you.”
Hank took a deep breath. He tried to swallow but his throat was suddenly dry. He knew Layla was just playing a role, but she was so convincing that it didn’t matter. Even though he knew better, on some level he thought her words actually reflected her feelings.
“Just follow my lead,” Layla said, still whispering seductively, her tone dripping need and desire. “I’ll take care of you, big boy. I’ll take you places you’ve never been before.”
“Okay,” Hank managed to squeak out, his entire body tingling with excitement as she took his hand and led him to the couch.
Once they reached the couch, Layla turned Hank around so his back was towards it, then give him a little push, dropping him onto the cushions. She spread his legs apart, stepped in between them, and pulled her dress over her head, revealing her huge, natural breasts in all their glory. The only thing left on her body was her black g-string and 3-inch fuck-me pumps.
Hank took a deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to calm himself. His cock was hard just from looking at her. It was pressing up against his jeans painfully.
Looking down at him, her face deadly serious, Layla grab ahold of her tits and started groping herself, rubbing her nipples and squeezing them to get them hard. She cupped her hand beneath one of her tits and brought it up towards her mouth and started sucking on the nipple.
“Do you like these tits?” Layla said.
