His cock thickened up slightly at the thought, but he was still too new at this to risk shenanigans. He heard his dad's voice in his ears, "Son, you'r... goshdarn lucky to land that government job. Show it the respect it deserves." Yeah okay. 193 Weaver. Ring the doorbell. Got it. Thanks."Brendan shut the door of his mail truck, muttering to no one. "I think..."It wasn't generally the greatest idea to drink a 500ml bottle of water on an untested route, even on a scorcher like today. Mistime your. Last orders had been called and, as usual, Cyril was staggering about having spent most of the night drinking."I'm going to bed...you two clear up," he announced in slurred speech, not waiting for an answer from Pat or Ian.On this occasion, Pat was delighted that Cyril was intending to stagger off to bed because she hoped to get a fucking from her younger barman. In fact, Cyril did not go straight to bed and instead drew off a double whisky for himself as Pat and a couple of customers looked on. Last week, we went to Vegas for a friend's wedding. Vegas has no shortage of hookers or women who are looking for a quick, anonymous fuck. It didnt take long for me to spot a woman at a club who was looking at us with that look in her eye. My name is Sherry, my man is Ben, and she went by the name Emme. After chatting with Emme for awhile, figured out she was a hooker so made her a proposition: Let my man fuck her any way we want and let me take some photographs (without showing her face) that. "I pushed her back against the outside wall, right next to the window, twisted her nipple until she gasped, freed my cock and forced her down on her knees with a twist of her hair in my fist. I made her suck me hard, making her gag, fucked her face briefly and then pulled her upright, bent my knees and thrust it right up into her as I pulled her legs up above my hips one by one.Her eyes got very big and her mouth flopped open as she rested her shoulders on the wall. I gave it to her fast and.