Julia lay back on the bed, her legs draped over the edge. It wasn't the best position, but I didn't know it at the time. Julia slowly spread her legs ...s I knelt between them.I spread her outer lips and was flustered by the complexity. With a guy, it's just a long pole and a couple balls. Julia had all these parts going all sorts of ways. Not only that but it smelled funny.For what would become a passion later in life, I sure started out on the wrong track when it came to eating pussy. Pamela. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of. Stuffing the envelope and running, I almost fell. I had to laugh at myself. I had just masturbated in a restaurant, let a girl I just met play with my cock in public, Jacked off in a parking garage, and now was stuffing cash money in envelopes for a chick that I had never seen one titty naked. Damn, she was right. I wanted it bad and she had all the power and control. The ends justify the means, right? I left the cash stuffed envelope on Katie’s desk and left for the day. The next day I was. A gently guiding hand at the small of her back motivated her forward step into the cloister.Gill was here for one thing, she was payment in kind for services rendered. Her father had defaulted on a gambling loan, I had his marker now, won in a hand of poker. He would continue to default; his business was shot, crippled by union activity and a falling market share. It was true, I had kind of ensured he would fail, buying up everything around him, it was having a disastrous result on his ability.