She took my pants off and started to lick my cock like if it was a Popsicle. She deep throats me. My 8 inch cock was all in her mouth. One of her boob... was coming out of her bra. She started rubbing her pussy over her panties and under her skirt. Suddenly someone knocked at the door. Her cheeks were pink and her panties wet. She couldn’t stop sucking my cock. The person at the door kept knocking. She stopped and put her shirt on. I put my pant back on and she opened the door. She needed to go. "But you were great, Rehema, and this kid's a natural," he added, stepping forward to offer me a high-five.He told me the story would be on the noon news later that day, then reminded Miss Ellis that they still needed to get back to the studio. They shook hands with me and Mom, thanked us for the interview and headed back to their van.By that time, my legs were feeling weak again and I sat back down on the gurney."You need to get some rest, son," Paul said. "You've had enough of the oh-two. I. ... when suddenly there was a knock at the door. She jumped up; guilty; and yet so disappointed that her fantasising thoughts had been so rudely interrupted. She walked over to the door and opened it, to find him standing there, dressed only in a small pair of swimming trunks, his profile proud and confident, somehow at odds with the shyness he had demonstrated earlier, which had so drawn her to him……….'I couldn’t stop thinking about today, and by the looks of your flushed face, neither could. Not sure whether I do better dressed or drab.Ironic. A crossdresser trying to grab a girl for his entertainment. Ohwell.What time is it? Six-fifteen. She's been here about fifteen minutes. Ok,arrived about six. She's dressed for business. Gray suit, white blouse,not see through, beige stockings, three inch black leather sling backs,pearls. Ah! Gucci handbag. Very nice! Now! Does she shop here regularlyor is this a one time stop? It's Friday, payday. Maybe this is herregular stop. I'll.