Hassan: "I am so sorry to hear you cry about him, please, let's meet for a drink. There is nothing a coffee can't solve."Me: "Screw coffee, I can't go...anywhere. I am breaking down, sitting on a bench, people looking at me in shock thinking I'm on d**gs or something."Hassan: "I'll be there in 10 minutes, send me your address."Ten minutes after, a taxi stops nearby and Hassan comes out of the car. Just seeing him approaching me, I suddenly feel much better. He knows what I've been going through. The slim, sexy girl was loving it, trying to thrust back but, like Zann, being a first-timer she was finding it tricky with the pace. I slowed down, she caught up, and we speeded up again together.But not for very long. In a couple of minutes she was there, and therefore so was I. I pumped furiously, deep, deep into her shuddering body, while her face beamed elation at me.Gradually her jerking eased away, the euphoric pressure in my head began to fade, and we slowed to a stop.“That was sexy,”. I asked dad can I touch it if you don’t mind his silence was my answer I hold his beef in my hand & that was the first time in my life to touch at it and feel it was warm bit hot I started playing my fingers on it was becoming bigger I asked dad what wrong he said nothing wrong it has to react to the touch he was hard and stiff long & thick I asked dad now how it will come to your normal as I say before he said it the time to take care of him now what care ford it need can I help you with that. The man standing next to me began rubbing my clit and sliding his fingers up and down my lips, and then inside of me. I put my arms around him and held on to his neck. The men all started telling him to finger me faster, and they told me how hot I looked like that. I remembered what Jen had said and I began being very verbal. I wanted to leave there with a lot of money.I said, "Oh God, that feels good, I need it so bad, I need to be fingered, I need to be fucked. Give it to me, fuck me baby,.