I can feel her start to shudder with and orgasm, I keep bringing her close but the stopping at the last minute, taking her closer each time. When she...finally comes, she squirts her juice into my mouth. I insert a finger feeling her contractions as I keep circling her clit with my tongue.When she recovers she sits up a kisses me whilst holding my sodden penis with her hand. I pull her top over her head and take her bra off, rubbing her pert nipples. She has other ideas, she rolls over onto. You like it?" It's really cute." Debi, you are really cute." As Richard said this, he placed the back of his left hand on my right cheek, and gently and softly caressed me in this manner. I felt that he really did mean that he really thought of me as a cute girl now. I wondered if he would ever think of me as a guy again. I also admitted that at that moment in time, I did not care if he ever thought of me as a guy again. I loved being his girl friend."What's the surprise?" Well, remember that I. She should be around 40 or so. But this woman was no more than mid thirties. 36, tops.She was 18 when she ran off to become a whore."I'm looking for someone," I said, offering her a drink."Everyone is, honey," she said, sipping the liquor. "We're always looking for some love and attention once in a while. And for a price, you've got my love and attention for an hour." No, I'm looking for someone I lost many years ago, when I was only three." That's a long time kid. What brings you here?". It was obvious what he had in mind. Taking a hold of her wrist he moved to turn her away from the sink. ‘Honey, can this wait a bit? I really should clean up the kitchen first.’ With that utterance his grip around her wrist shifted from a light touch to a death grip. And his kisses grew more intense. ‘Honey please.’ It was no good. When he drank there was no reasoning with him. In fact, her reluctance seemed to act as an aphrodisiac. It wasn’t that he meant to force her, he had no idea he.