The heavy set guy pulled out his chain-leashed wallet and handed her a pristine ten and twenty dollar bill.“I wish I could give you another tip, but...the other guys would be jealous,” he grinned.Michelle knew that he wouldn’t be expecting change.“Thank you,” she said and hurried out to her car.“Better than the usual harassment,” Michelle said to herself after settling into her car, “I’m still horny as hell.”Perhaps she had time to drop by her apartment and pick up her vibrator?Jeffery plopped. My name is Rocky (ofcourse I Rock) from bangalore. I am 24 years old. I am 6ft 80kgs and muscular. This is a story about my neighbor and me finally hitting the sack. This happened 2 months back. Let me start with the story.I was absolutely nuts and crazy about my neighbor Shweta. She was a lady of about forty years old, married but her husband was an absolute jerk. He worked for an international airlines as a pilot and never spent time with his wife. His wife, would easily drive any man crazy.. I finished off with shaking and pulling her toes until I heard the crack. My sister moaned as I cracked each one but also started laughing.Once done, I moved on to her left foot. I did the same exact process. But this time, I spit on my hands, then rubbed them together. I massaged her foot again this time with saliva which helped somewhat. I pulled her toes and my sister moaned again as I did. Now I wasn't sure of what to do.I went on my stomach and leaned my face beside my sisters feet. I then. ’ I could hear the lust in her voice, and shot up the stairs two at a time, arriving at the penthouse situated above the normally bustling club scene. My hands were clammy with the thoughts of what might occur in the next couple of hours, and it took me a couple of seconds for me to get the keys situated, which of course only intensified the longing within the animal contained by my trousers. The room was perfect. It was very similar to that of a presidential suite, and I knew from parties of.