Some how through the emotional overload and booze an ideapopped into Chrissie's head, "I wo?would really?errr..like to b?but Idon't have any more mone...."At that the smile briefly left the stripper's face and she got up andstepped off to the side. "Okay baby time's up," she said taking his handand leading him out of the room. At the last minute Chrissie rememberedJerry's advice and handed the girl $5.00 and thanked her. Her smileflashed back into existence and gave Chrissie a quick kiss on. ’ The drunken idiot she was talking about was her then current boyfriend. I’d seen them together at the college. He was one of those guys who use what little brains he has to kick footballs about a field. But he was never going to be good enough to get into one of the professional teams. They’ve got a good name for them in the States. Jocks, I think they call them. Probably after the jock straps they use to keep the family jewels safe on the playing field. Always worried me that one – I. She did not mind and just accepted the cock in her ass and mouth as she finger fucked his ass. The man held her face tight to him with every inch of his cock in her mouth as he filled her throat with a load of cum and felt her swallow every drop. Just about that time Ron filled her ass with cum. Ron turned Kate over with her legs spread wide and left her on display so the man could see her fucked ass and wet cunt. Both cocks were now limp but they got some life as they looked at Kate's naked. I managed a humble “thank you" as I tried to regain my composure. Then we began the normal conversational niceties like “how are you doing?", “How are you’re parents?" and all those other bullshit questions" Until we started talking about careers. I told him that I was with that same company that I started with when I left for college, unfortunately. His answer was much more impressive. He was a chef and was actually about to leave the next day for Paris for 6 months to train under some French.