” said Tracy. “That is because Jimmy thinks you’re a nympho,” said Teresa with a smile. “You have to admit Teresa he can’t keep his eyes...off you tonight,” Tracy said. Robert walked over to the table with a few beers “Hi Teresa, Tracy mind if I sit down.” as he gazed at Teresa. Tracy quickly replied “Hi Rob, go ahead.” As she made sure that Robert was right next to Teresa. The night wore on and Teresa was becoming comfortable with Rob as they slow danced. She was enjoying the feeling of his. ."He rambled on for a few minutes, and Iris listened to his droning with half an ear."And if you could arrange... !" he didn't even change his tone and so she almost missed it.But Iris had worked for the dearest of men, who had had a tendency to do just this.Give instructions interspersed with lots of meaningless monologues.It was almost automatic when she picked up her pen and began scribbling quickly, as a sense of the familiar passed over her.He sat watching her down bent head, as he. He spat on my pussy and then on his cock and pushed it inside.“Oh, yes,” I gave out a long cry.“You like it, Kiara?”“Yes, sir, yes.”He grabbed my butt and thumped me hard.“Fuck me, fuck me,” I repeated again and again.He was only able to last for about 25 minutes, but they were some good 25 minutes. His thick cock stretched my pussy. It rubbed against the walls of my vagina, making me hornier with every stroke.They fucked us for about 3 hours before we all fell asleep on the floor. The next. By the time The ’80s rolled around, we had pretty much settled in back here in Ohio. I was in my early 20’s and had even taken a part-time waitress/barmaid job on Friday and Saturday nights at one of our local bars. I soon found out I could make more money doing this than working in a factory especially if I used my girlish charm lol, in other words, show a little skin. I quit the factory and worked full time at the bar now. My 40c’s tits were perfect for the job and my ass should have had.