"I didn't know if I should believe him or not but what 15 year old wouldn't take the change for a blow-job! Sticking my cock into the hole he flipped ... switch on the side of the box."There's a light inside that lets her know she has a customer. She'll be here in a second. When that light comes on she runs over and then stand by to have your cock sucked."I felt something against my cock and was about to pull it out thinking he was pulling another one of his tricks when my entire cock was. This one is no different. Let me tell you that names in this one don't matter, just the actions. This past Saturday night (September 3rd) I was at a club in Manhattan. Once in a while I like to go to a rave club because I know so many people there and though I am 54 the people who are MUCH younger than me like hanging with me. I don't know if it is being a retired firefighter and all the stories I have or just my Harley Hog. Anyway, I was in the club for about 2 hours when I saw these 2 punk. ”“Why?” I asked, my hand rubbing at the crotch of her jeans. I could feel her warmth bleeding through the denim. “You’re so wet right now. Aren’t you? You’re getting off on the White futa-cop dominating you. You want to be my little slut, don’t you? My submissive whore. That’s why you’re acting out like this. You want me to show you how strong I am.”I rubbed at her cunt through her jeans, making her moan and shudder.“Do you feel how strong I am, cunt?”“Yes, ma’am,” she groaned.“Officer Cindy,”. "You might be able to get on her schedule, maybe nex' month some time, if she's willign to entertain you." He laughed and refilled my glass. "I think that's unlikely. The Swede's downright picky these days. Mainly she does them nabobs, the tobacco lords from up on the hill, especially them younger ones less'n one signs up fer all day." Well," I said, "can I see her, talk to her?" Not a chance," he said. "She don' never come down here."I headed for the stairs, shrugged loose of his restraining.