It makes me so wet just thinking about it now.I order a drink and start chatting to the dj, well, I say dj, he’s a guy playing a couple of cds behin... a table. He’s in his 50s and if you remember from my last story, I’m 22 and I love older men. I have daddy issues :) He’s bald and big built with an aggressive nature, just how I like them.He comments on my tits almost straight away, nice at first, complimenting my figure, waiting for my reaction. When I respond with a dirty grin, he starts. Susan's face was rose red from blushing but she didn't say anything to stop Ty from unzipping his fly as he walked across the room to stand in front of her. She glanced up at his face. By the time she looked down again, Ty had it out. It was right there 12 inches long and hard, right in front of her face and only a few inches from her nose. Susan didn't say a word. She just stared, totally fascinated by it. After a long silence in the room during which none of us hardly breathed, Her right hand. Unfortunately my vacation wasnearly over. It was Saturday, and I briefly consideredstaying another day and flying out Sunday night. But Idecided it was more important that I save the money.After I showered and dressed I went down to the hotel lobbyand paid my bill. Then I threw my luggage into the back ofmy rental car and drove to a local fast-food restaurant toget some breakfast.I sat down at one of the tables and noticed that someonehad left a newspaper on the chair next to me. So I pickedit. I had known who she was for the past three years, having gone to school with her and all, but it wasn't until I started playing football my senior year that I truly took a gaze at her voluptuous, half-white, half-Latina body in a cheerleading outfit. Standing 5'3" and weighing a feathery 105 pounds, she had the body to make a man's pulse thump. Such a darling young girl of 18. I, on the other hand, was somewhat of a brute: six feet tall, 190 pounds, buzzed hair, and hey, I'm not exactly what.