“What can I get you miss?” “Can you please fill it regular unleaded gas.” The attendant then went and filled my tank up. I was on empty so I...needed a lot of gas. “Okay that will be fifty dollars.” I handed him my credit card and he went to go run my card. He was gone for maybe ten minutes and came and approached my window. “I’m sorry miss this card declined. Do you have another card, or do you have cash?” “I can’t believe it declined. I’ve never even used that card.” “I tried running the. . I disengage his mouth from my nipple, and bend my head to reach his cock, resting it on my cheek while I slip his balls into my mouth, he lays back letting out a moan…I feel his boy meat sliding across my cheek as it grows so I release his walnut-sized jewels and slide my tongue up his semi-soft shaft, reaching his cock head, which I slip my tongue into his p-hole tasting a drop of precum. The whole time he is moaning and leaning back, I open my mouth and start sucking his head slowly moving. A present to myself for a job well done," I laughed.I held the door for her as she slipped into the passenger seat. It was only a ten minute drive to the Marriot on a sunny, June afternoon. The Mariners weren't in town, so traffic was fairly light. We arrived and walked from the parking garage to the elevators. I was about to push the button to the lobby when Marilyn pushed the fifteenth floor button. She turned to me."It's more private in my room. There's a bar and a sitting area. We can. Her own husband was something of a prick and she took every chance she could get to leave the house and be with Pat.Bonnie told me that Pat had revealed to her a long time before that he had also fantasized about having sex with a man, so she told Pat about me and soon we had a meeting set up at her house.We met on a Saturday morning and we were all visibly nervous. Bonnie had prepared a nice continental breakfast of sweet rolls and coffee and Pat and I sat around getting acquainted. He was a.
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