I held his cock in my hand and stroked it slow and softly, feeling its weight and girth. He moaned in pleasure, but I was sure I was enjoying it even ...ore. I watched as my stroking hand pulled down his foreskin and exposed more of his cocks pointed head. The thrill of sucking him again was overwhelming. Holding him at the base, I licked up and down and mouthed his thick, swollen shaft. Then, with the anticipation unbareable, I slid my lips over his head and tasted some of his sweet pre cum. The. You never did tell me how old you are.”“I’m 18.”“You don’t look it Lolita.”“Well I am, and I can prove it.”I went into my bag, got my I.D. card out and passed it to Chas. After studying it for a few seconds he said,“This says that your name is Georgia.”“It is; Lolita is my stage name. My boss said that the punters would prefer me to be called Lolita.”“I can see why.” TC said; “hey mate, turn that card over.”Chas turned it over, smiled then said,“Yep, that’s you.”“Let’s have a look.” TC said.TC. I trail my hands down over your armpits and slowly down your sides to your hips. I drop to my haunches and playfully smack your bottom before tenderly placing my lips against it and kissing it. You seem to be torn between wanting to grind yourself into the wall and pushing back against my mouth.My hands move to your butt-cheeks. I squeeze and gently pinch them as I continue to cover them with kisses. I direct you to shuffle your feet back from the wall allowing you to bend over but still have. The thought occurred to him that he should have considered that need as well. He had been thoroughly unprepared. His dick ached from going soft after the tight squeeze and the lube having lost a lot of its slipperiness in the last minute or so before he came. Nevertheless, he pulled out a wipe and started cleaning up, understanding the need.It was an uncomfortable and lengthy process, but he was eventually as clean as he could be. The bathroom door opened at about the same time as he tossed the.