Her hands went to the sides of my face, and she placed tiny kisses all over my forehead, my cheeks, my nose, and finally my lips. She told me, "It's b...en a long time since any man cared enough to bring me pleasure, Doug." The bitterness returned to her voice as she went on, "When they're paying for it, I guess they don't have to care about how I feel about what's going on." She burst into tears.I really didn't have an answer to that, so I cradled her in my arms and stroked her back in a. Finally I have to mention that before every show I would masturbate to a small orgasm in order to prevent me from blowing too quickly while performing. For a young guy like me coming four times in a night wasn't the problem but if I came too fast during a show that would be one. And with multiple women jerking and sucking me and many of them wanting to be the one to make the stripper shoot his load before her friend could, it certainly helped to prevent premature ejaculation.That night when I. She turned to arrange them over a nearby chair, giving me a thorough view of now completely uncovered butt. My cock started to stir again, something that it hadn’t done so quickly since I was a teen. As she draped my trousers over the chair-back, the tube of K-Y fell out of the pocket.“Planning something, were you?” she asked, holding up the tube.“Er, no, not planning anything…”“But, hoping, eh?”I felt my face coloring up. I hadn’t expected. “I know we’re bringing in new business, but I’m still bothered by the situation with Tom and Debbie.”“We can’t delay working on the medical software much longer, and the extra business we’re getting has us financially sound,” Julia said. “Charlie’s going to be tied up with Windy City Trucking for a couple of months. And that software really is going to be a full service fleet and logistics package. All the work we did for Purina can be reused, albeit not in Prime Information. And don’t forget.