I expected him to hiss or meow, but he just lay there, giving me full access to his body. Taking full advantage of it, I lowered my lips to the rock-h...rd member and started sucking. It was so hot. I started to moan. I used my tongue to massage the prick as my head bobbed up and down. The tiger started to purr. Encouraged by this, I increased the speed. My lovers spear slipped past my uvula and traveled down my throat. I knew the rules of the real world did not apply, so I pushed on until every. In the van is a kitchenette where I provide the aforementioned cookies, a hot beverage, and occasionally other substances on request. Once I've fulfilled my duties as a host, I eventually explain that I'm an author and ask them if they have any good stories to tell me.At no point do I specify that these should be sex stories. I may lure young women into my van, but there's no need to be creepy about it. Most of the best stories are about sex whether you specify or not.I've written some of those. I swear, watching it shoot out of his cock like that, spurt after spurt, coating every inch of my tits and still going, was incredible. The next time I made him aim for my face just so I could stare into his cockhole as it winked open and shut with each shot. But then he got me in the eye and I had to close them, so I just opened my mouth and tried to get most of it to land on my tongue. But anyway, now you’re all caught up.”“Except for today, you mean,” I replied impatiently. She had stopped. The kid was nothing special to look at. He couldn’t have been more than sixteen, about my height, and a little on the scrawny side. The khaki pants he was wearing were doing nothing to hide the boner that had grown in them.He was still staring long at hard. “That’s a nice looking pussy Lady. I like it.” “Yeah I bet you do.” “Do you mind if I touch it?” Without waiting for an answer he reached out and started running a couple of fingers up and down my slit. Guess he was starting to get over his.