I brushed her clit. She tossed her head and then she panted and stepped back. I let her go. She squeaked and fell onto my bed, tripped up by her short... and panties bunched around her ankles.“Damn,” I groaned, standing up. “I need you to suck my cock.”“Huh?” she moaned, pulling up her panties and shorts. She panted, looking dazed.“I'm so hard,” I groaned, shoving down my shorts. My cock popped out. She stared at it, her lips flicking over her tongue. She wiggled her hips, pulling her booty. Hamel. How very gallant of you,” she said. “A glass of water and a clean pressed handkerchief for a lady in distress. Chivalry is not dead. Thank you.”He shifted a little from foot to foot.“My dad said that the mark of a gentleman was to always carry an extra handkerchief. You never know when it might be needed.”Rebecca looked at him. About twenty, she estimated—perhaps twenty-one. Ragged blue jeans and a shirt that looked like a paint rag. His hair was shoulder length and his beard had never. The velvety flow of the cream they released was unbelievable. Dripping from every orifice while all this was happening i lost track of the last man until i felt a heavy hand on my shoulder “son that’s rude”busted i stood and stammered as i turned to face this beefy man who saw something in me and took pity“come on in for a drink” “no sense getting all worked up alone” and pulled me into the room “look boys new meat”They all turned and grinned Anna was still gyrating and did not see me past the. I feel lonely despite the crowd.It's always this way when the job is done and I have one more night before I head home. No matter how much I travel I always miss it when I'm home, but I always feel lonely on the road. It seems hard to remember the last time a woman kissed my lips, wrapped her body around me and pulled me into her body ... thrusting, pumping, sweating, screaming as we..."Hey, you okay?" A voice snaps me from my erotic daydream and I find myself looking at a very attractive woman.