I don’t get laidmuch but when I do its usually some sloppy drunk fatwhore who nobody else will touch. Which explains why Idon’t even go to...the club until closing time onSaturday night. I was cruising downtown last Saturdaynight looking for a skank to bang when I found myselfoutside a real dive called Rick’s. Rick’s is so sleazy hookers don’t even go in there butthe beer is cheap and I anted to be drunk before Ifound my lady for the evening. I was just about to goin. ’ ‘A little flattery will get you a long way.’ She pulled her blouse open and off her shoulders reclined against the door. She put one foot against my thigh and rubbed it lightly. Hhhnnnnnkkkkk! Hhhnnnnnkkkkk! Hhhnnnnnkkkkk! The air horn made both Kathy and I jump. I hadn’t noticed that we were right beside the cab of an eighteen-wheeler, but the driver had noticed us, or more specifically Kathy. We both laughed. I started to speed up to pass him. ‘Wait. He’s already seen me. Let’s give him a. " She watched Joe undress. She'd never seen his cock and balls by the light of anything other than what was available in the back seat of his car. Now she had a good view, and she blushed to think she'd been so stupid as a teenager to turn down his advances. His member compared favorably with Charley's. "Wow," she said, slipping out of her skirt, "I never would have imagined that you were so well-hung. I like that big dick of yours, Joe." You've seen my prick," he said. "What's the matter with. Now you can smell me allnight while you dream about what you've gotten yourself into. No pokingme with your tiny dick, Muffin. From now on the only thing you'll beputting into my puss will be your tongue. Which I'm sure will bethrilling to someone with your slave mentality. But now you've had theclosest thing to sex that you're going to have tonight."Soon she was on her side with him spooning her. His little penis wasstiff, pressed against her warm bottom. It was maddeningly.