Her act hadn’t worked on the Madame. She saw straight through her, and although Tom was a customer and their privacy and standards were high, he was close to being banned for his behaviour. It was a shame that someone with his looks and at such an age was actually a monster.
The Madame learnt long ago that even those with angelic features could be just as monstrous.
Darci marched up the stairs, her steps loud as she burst open the door and glared at what she was seeing. Tom stood with a shirt on but his trousers missing, a blonde woman bobbing up and down on his c*ck with her mouth, accepting his punishing thrusts, while another blonde was held by the throat to his side.
“I’ll be out in a sec, jeez, Henley!” Tom tossed his phone on the bed behind him.
“Keep going, Alicia.” Tom groaned,
