Christ, baby, where'd you learn somethin' like that? That's whoring, man, real whoring!"She couldn't help herself. Betty's body was doing strange thin...s she couldn't possibly understand. The girl screamed, her pussy going into tremors of need. That feeling in her shitter was changing, becoming something good, something incredibly warm and wanted. But still it wasn't what she needed--a good hard fucking in the pussy. She needed a prick fucking back and forth in her cunt, rubbing against her. . I have morning mouth." That makes us even honey," I responded, "because so do I." then I kissed her again while squeezing one of her large, marvelous breasts."I take it you're here to collect that orgasm?" She asked huskily."Among other things," I responded."Like what?" She asked while pushing her breast up into my hand."Well, remember when you cheated me out of my finger treat. I'm going to collect on that too." Then sliding down, I threw back the covers, pushed her 'shorty' up and then. My first meeting with him was just as accidental as it is in films or novels. I had come out of the super market and the shopping cart hit something in the parking lot, making it tip over and quite a few of the items were thrown out of the bags. Tasapa (as he asked me to call him), the good natured Sri Lankan was standing close by and he helped me to get the things back in order.That’s how we got introduced and as he left he gave me his business card and that told me he was not all that good. "Um, flowers. I'll take a bouquet." I said.I paid the girl and stood there for a moment savoring the delicate scent of the colorful bouquet. A few minutes later I started down the block to the nearest pay phone. I called the night job. "Um, hello Bill. Yeah, this is Gary. I won't be able to make it in tonight," I started into the phone, "In fact, I am going to have to quit the job. Personal reasons. I'm sorry."I walked back to the car and got in. In a little while, I was back in my driveway. I.