I put the money on the chair and started the dance. Soon, i had taken the halter off and was playing with my tits. He had removed his dick from his ...ants. For a bald middle age man, he was pretty well hung. He stroked it as I dropped my shorts. I spread my pussy lips and rubbed it against the glass. I turned around and spread my ass cheeks so he could see me from behind. I was getting hot again but knew that I would have to wait till later since he hadnt paid for insertion. He came . That thought swept me back in time, to when my journey began.I had no inkling at the time that anything at all was going to change in mylife. I was twenty-three; a recent graduate with an excellent job. The jobhad required me to move to a city where I knew nobody, at first. But I seemedto hit it off with several of my colleagues.Jeff Bryant was the one with whom I got along best right from the beginning.A few years older than I, he was friendly and outgoing, that latter attributesomething I. ‘We were at a basketball game, over at the college. We like basketball, especially because when we’re in the company of all those giants, they make us look petite.’ More laughter. ‘During halftime, everybody was milling around, getting coffee and snacks, and in came a deputy all covered with snow to announce that while we were all concentrating on first half of the game it had started snowing, and it wasn’t safe to drive right then. By the time the game ended it was a real mess. The parking lot. “What is it you want?” he asked as if in desperation to please. “This,” I whispered, lowering myself into a delicate genuflection in front of him. Both of my hands gripped him more firmly and I guided his man-flesh to my lips. The tiny pearl of liquid at the tip did not prevent me from delivering a tender kiss to his cock. My tongue merely lapped up the slick offering. I spread my fingers wide and pressed him to my lips, tenderly kissing and tonguing the length of him. His fingers laced into.