Anotheradventure as Vivian awaits.----Polka Dot KissesI arrive at Trisha's boutique. It's called "Polka Dot Kisses" and itlooks very trendy. I look at...the car clock and it's only 6:39PM. I'mfeeling quite excited and don't want to sit 20 minutes waiting in a car,so I get out and survey the scene. There's a coffee shop nearby where Ican wait for a bit, but I figure I may as well see if Trisha is ready forme. I lock the car door and make my way to the store. Once there I pushthe door open and walk. “Open wide, slut.” His smell was intoxicating. I opened my mouth and felt his head being pressed into my tongue. It was smooth, yet firm. Inch after inch slowly passed into my mouth, filling me. I let his hot cock touch the back of my throat, preparing myself for him to press it further into me. Instead he placed his hands on my ribs and pulled out again, repeating this for a few seconds while I writhed on the bed. I enjoyed sucking cock; I enjoyed the feeling of empowerment that came from. When Junior was four his mother could not take the challenge of raising an autistic child and left for parts unknown. By this time Peter Sr. had a part-time job at the Wal-Mart portrait studio.Junior’s favorite toy was a digital camera. Clients would come into the studio and he would take their pictures. When allowances were made for camera quality both father and son produced excellent results. As an experiment, Junior was allowed to take clients pictures with the good camera after his father. ." he muttered, breaking away from me slightly.I knew he was right and that we both needed to cool off; but I was feeling reckless, so casting caution into the cool night air I whispered into his ear,"Don't stop now; I need you..." Are you sure?" he asked, his breathing as heavy as mine."Yes..." I whispered, pulling him close and kissing him again hard; I'd never been so sure of anything in my life.Gently, he slipped the thin straps of my dress off my tanned shoulders and it fell to my waist,.