The hand on his thigh had moved down, grazing his growing bulge through his layered clothing. His heartbeat had quickened, his breathing growing ragge... now as the creature gazed down at him from her considerable height with her icy, blue eyes.“What are you ... doing?”She didn’t understand, nor could she reply, but his tone of voice and his dazed expression must have conveyed something to her. His heart fluttered, a gasp escaping his lips as her grip on his hair tightened. She pressed her puffy. “Do whatever you want my cock is in your soft hands.” Her hands went to my waistband and as I raised my ass up off the couch, with one fell swoop my pants were off. Then with a simple hop she was back up on my lap and my burning questions as to whether she was wearing panties ended as I could feel her small moist pussy lips grinding up and down on my shaft.Michelle’s moans were soft as a whisper as she was kissing my neck. “Come on untie my hands, please, I need to feel all of you.”“Not a. So, with that backdrop, you can well imagine my surprise when I saw her at the local grocery store and she invited me to stop by her house that night since she was home alone. I could hardly wait!!When she opened the door for me, I was greeted with her tight little petite body in a tight white shirt, no bra and skin tight black leggings. Naturally my face flushed and my cock began to swell. Not only is she a gorgeous girl, but she smelled delicious. I took her in my arms and give her a hug. I looked and couldn’t see Marybeth around, so we could have a private conversation. I said, “Hey” and he just grunted as his mouth was full. I asked him, “Who do you know that’s big on the Dog Track, or betting on other things? I can’t think of anybody.”He said, “You mean like sports? Or do you mean like cards and dice?”I answered, “Well any of those might work. I’m hoping for a contact that can point me to a bookie or something like that, or maybe get me into a good poker game. Barring that,.