I nervously removed my panties and tossed them on top of my dress. I stood completely naked before this well-dressed stranger. My arousal outweighed m... trepidation- but not by much. “It’s a long time,” he said as he looked at my naked body. “I’m sorry I don’t understand,” I said nervously. “My girlfriend,” he hesitated. “My girlfriend leave me. She does not want me anymore,” he explained. He tenderly touched my breast, his finger on my hard nipple. “It’s a long time since I do this.” “How long. He plastered a friendly smile on his face and greeted me warmly. The look in his eyes was anything but. “Trish!” He said loudly enough for Mrs. Weatherly to hear. “What a pleasant surprise. Would you like to come in for a glass of ice cold lemonade I made? You must be thirsty after all that running.”I smiled right back. “I’d love to!” He stood back to let me in and I saw him wave friendly at Mrs. Weatherly. His arm was tense with pent up anger as he shut the door. He turned, grabbed me, pinning. Maybe because she is married and not always available that makes her seem more desirable.This only got me hornier. I wanted some action now so I headed out the door to my favorite massage parlor. I really didn’t have a special girl there as there was a pretty high turnover but I always found a willing receptacle for my swimmers. The owner had a good eye for young and willing girls. A nice table shower, a well place tip and I got a skin on skin massage with a nice slow bare blowjob. She didn’t. She began to stroke in and out, savagely taking the entire length of the dildo out and then punching it back in. She was beginning to like what she was doing, losing herself in the pure joy of his pain."Dammit, take it easy! It hurts like holy hell!" he gasped, his tongue still ramming in Lucille's wet, oily hole.But nothing mattered as much to Midge as fucking him hard. For the first time she realized what a feeling of power a hung man must have when he's plunging all that meat into a juicy,.