..not Jagger, but the mouth). "Hi," I replied, "I'm _____." I was so taken by his beautiful looks I could hardly tear my eyes away. I glanced do...n at his body and became quite aroused when I looked at his crotch. Not that there was any bulge or anything, it was that I knew what was hidden inside his trousers....directly behind the zipper. I knew that there was a dick and that it could get hard and be sucked. I was hot already and I just met him! And, I did not know if he would feel. After what I felt was a sufficient amount of time browsing I would get tokens from the clerk, always hesitating to look directly at him so as not acknowledge what I was about to do. Then, my nose assaulted by the quasi-chlorine smell of the cum combined with the musky smell of sex and perspiration, would enter the dark, dingy area that housed the nasty little booths with the floors so sticky with piss and cum that I was afraid to touch anything. Most times I'd find a booth, close and lock the. We started to discuss previous relationships which began to make me uncomfortable. I wasn't ready to go there with him yet...hell, we barely knew each other. I decided enough time had passed for him to recover, so I made my way down to his soft cock and began to play with it. He started to become aroused again, and my pussy was getting more wet by the minute. As I sucked on him and stroked him with one hand, I played with my clit with the other feeling his cum draining from me. Before long, Ken. ” He walked back to the table and picked up the camera. When he turned again to face me I slowly moved my trousers and shorts down over my hips exposing my erection. I didn’t care, I wanted him to see it – most of all I wanted him to touch me again.“Play with it,” he said encouraging me. “Do what you did earlier.”I started rubbing myself as he photographed me. I closed my eyes this time, no longer afraid. I didn’t see him stepping closer each time he clicked the shutter.“That’s it, keep your.