I then hearsomeone call me from the inside of a car. "Hey, baby. Why don't youcome over here and talk to daddy", says an older black guy from the roll...ddown window of a Cadillac. I look over and notice he was about fifty yearsold and looking at me with lustful eyes. I walk over to him and lean intothe car window, like a real whore! "I'm lost and I need a ride home,but I don't have any money. Can you help me?" I say in an obviouslyprovocative and submissive way. I knew how to act like a whore. She sat up on her elbows and looked into my eyes. We smiled at one another and kissed.My hands ran over her body and I was hardening in anticipation of something more.Her hand moved down and gripped me. "From behind this time," she said in silky tones.I got up and moved behind her. She watched me over her shoulder as I got into position. She guided me into her and as I began moving, enjoying the feel of our connection, I looked down.There was a gray circular mark on her back. It looked a lot. Not tonight. Stepping back in time, Jake felt himself slide from his bar stool. He knew the feeling. Long unfamiliar and distant. Rising from some deep dark place inside his ancient body. As if his heart had been waiting for his mind. The urge. The instinct. The butterflies….. Never rush… each step is deliberate… each swing of the arm… the way your shirt creases as you walk.. the way you breathe in sync with your slow gait as you cross the room… shoulderssquared… chin set defiantly… nature. One day an idea came to my mind and I asked Irfan that I have a friend and she is ready to get fucked by me but I don’t have a place where I can fuck and that friend of mine, can you help me? Fortunately he said yes I have a friend who has a flat but we will only give the place to fuck if you’ll share your girlfriend with me and Nauman (who is the owner of flat) at first, said may be the girl will not allow this act but Irfan said that you just have to agree, rest will be handled by them. I.