Randy made a trip to the Snow Mountain Escort Service office. Sarah was in attendance. "Hi, I'm Bob Wingate. I called last Friday evening for an escor.... You set me up with a very nice lady named Evelyn Downing. I would like to contact her personally." We don't give out any personal information. We can set you up with another meeting of course. What evening would you like to book?" No booking, you are going to put me in contact with her as soon as possible. Otherwise I'm going to rock this canoe. During the long rounds of discussions I noticed that among my 3 competitors 2 were boys and one was a plain dark unattractive girl for whom no man can desire. Frailly a day before the final meeting when the decision was to happen I made up my mind and prepared myself. I went to Mr. Das’s residence about 1 hours earlier than scheduled. When he himself opened the door I saw the look in his eyes and knew I had won.I was dressed in a pink spaghetti strap top and tight cream stretch pants. The thin. Mujhe bada maja aa raha tha. Fir mene apni underwear khol di, aur usse kaha ki ise khub dabao. Vo kehne lagi , mujhe kuch maja nahi doge? Me fauran uske boobs ko kurte ke upar se hi dabane laga.Usne kaha itni jaldi kya he, aaram se karo aaj ghar par koi nahi he. Fir vo khud mere samne puri nangi ho gayi. Me use dekhta hi reh gaya, kya cheez thi vo. Usne apne boobs ki taraf ishara karte hue kaha ki inhe chuso, me unhe lick karne laga , vo karahne lagi, mujhe bada maja aa raha tha, uski chud par. Don't stop. I don't want you to stop," Katie said to me.She was gasping, breathing heavy, panting, and staring at me. I was scared to death. But my dick was so hard it was hurting. I couldn't stop staring at her teenage body."Katie," I said."What?" She said to me."I'm not sure if this is a good idea. I mean, I know that, you know, we've done this," I said.She looked at me and I could see the disappointment on her face."Oh," she said to me.I didn't know what to say. I felt like a little pussy."I.