Her nectar was immediately running down my chin. I couldn’t get enough. I tongue fucked her pussy hole and rubbed her clit with my nose until my coc... was about to rip through my jeans. Her kicking was becoming more violent and she was pressing my face hard into her cunt. I worked my tongue from her pussy to her asshole and back and she was bucking hard enough to shake the bed from the frame. I pulled off my pants and she ripped her shirt off, then her bra… revealing the most gorgeous set of. My features aren't thatfeminine but with makeup I look okay. Don't you think? I do have smallhands and feet, a nice ass and soft to the touch skin which certainlyhelps the overall effect. I do a good a half decent feminine voice. It isa little husky or smokey. Don't you think? I find the hornier I can getthem before they get close, the easier it is to pass. I look sexy, I actsexy, I sound sexy, and I seem to have the right parts. Most important Iam very willing. For that alone most men will. 'Damn! I hope I'm not coming down with something! If I am, sure hope it passes soon. I don't have time to be sick!' he thought.Frank looked around the near empty bar. He knew that it was early yet, and it wouldn't be long before the regulars began filling in. Happy hour was only a half an hour away.He didn't know why, but it suddenly bothered him that there weren't many customers there yet."Want another beer, Frank?"Frank looked down and was almost surprised to find his glass empty. He didn't. This was about revenge for Robert, about erasing an affront to his memory. ‘Not a red cent! That’s what he gave me. He promised me $6500, but not a red cent.’ I started to tell her I was not a collection agency or a lawyer. But everyone in the community knew that, and she was woven into the fabric of the community. So was I. ‘I want you to get me my money.’ After she was gone, Irene came back in, but the mood had changed. She sat in the red leather chair facing my desk. ‘Are you going after.