I removed the rest of her clothes while I was still dressed and went down and started licking and kept on doing it. She was leaving louder moans now s...y ‘ahhhhh, that’s it. That’s the spot. Put your tongue deeper inside baby’’ and the room was filled with her moans. I would move up to suck her breasts and kiss her neck but I would not let go of the vagina. My fingers would still be working there while I would suck on her nipples. This went on for close to 45 minutes and I was expecting her to. It was 150 bucks, no, 170 bucks for what? A five minute blowjob? He was cute and in pretty good shape. My boss broke my trance by standing and pushing his shorts down to the floor. His hardening cock swung out into the space between us. He then flopped down in the lone chair in the room. “What are you doing?” I asked. “What’s it look like? Sitting down and getting comfortable. I'm gonna enjoy this.” “What about my money? 170 bucks.” “170? We agreed on 100 for a blowjob and 50 to swallow.” “And. . and he had damned sure done that! "No... not quite, Carol... Oh, I haven't lied to you, but I haven't told you the whole truth, either. I'm still connected with the police department, working on limited assignments where I can be of value." My God! Isn't that dangerous for you?" No more than for anyone else, and my blindness makes a good cover... "But... ?" But be quiet and let me finish," he said. "I have to tell you this. Yesterday, when we first met, I was friendly because I thought I. . . one that earned me enough to insure that I’d live well forever. It also came with very flexible working hours and a comfortable life style. Of course, our kids were the greatest joy of my life. All had become serious mountaineers early by the age of twelve and had been on 50 mile back country treks by the time they were fourteen. While Brent excelled in soccer and was named to the all conference soccer team several times his sister Pauline excelled in volleyball. Sammy, our youngest was.