My orgasm just holding off a little makes me plunge my fingers deep inside myself trying to obtain that sweet release, groaning with frustration, I pu...l my fingers out and start to bring them to my lips, I love the taste of my pussy.Suddenly without warning I feel something brush against my inner thigh, my eyes fly open and I see a dripping hard cock pointed at my drooling pussy, I look up and recognize the uniform of the Highway Patrol.“Could you use a little help with that Ma-am ?” He asks me. After a minute or so He was fully erect and I was slowly stroking this, big, thick, black 9 inch cock. I could barely wrap my fingers around it and down at the base, my fingers were not even close to touching. I started breathing heavier and just then he said something that I will never forget. He said " Do you wanna taste it? " Fuck, that was hot as hell and I said yes. He pulled his sweats off entireley and was sitting on the couch. I got off the couch, got on my knees between his legs and. I decided to try a little harder to find that special woman. I was working the lounge one Friday night when a group of eight women came in. They seemed a little classier than most.One kept smiling at me while another one was casting dirty looks my way. Dirty might not be the right adjective, but she didn't seem to like me. I just figured it was her loss. In a way, she reminded me of someone I had seen before, but I would never be able to place where.The smiling one came up to the bar and. I was confused, embarrassed and upset. I was confused because granddad never talked like that, ever. I was upset because I could not bring myself to answer him. I ran the question through my head a hundred times and a hundred times over again, “What was I having a fantasy about?” The only image that came to my mind whatsoever was my grandmother in the bathroom a couple nights before. What was wrong with me was the only thought I could muster. I stayed in bed alone for a long time before I.