‘Oh, yes, Jeff–I’ll do it–I’ll shake my tits the whole time if you tell me to–‘ Her pussy was milking my cock like she was sucking me of... with it. I was already getting close, the stimulation of watching her pick out all those sexy clothes, and then model them for me, had brought me halfway to shooting before I ever touched my dick. I had had a hard-on all day. And grasping the idea that she’d do anything I said was sinking in, too. It was turning me on like a million-volt generator. As I. I was a childrens dentist, so money had never been a problem for me. My whole house was modernized for my needs. But not childrens. It was my really sweet bachalor pad. the place where i would bring women and young ladys to have a few drinks and make me happy. But my plans had changed when I got the phone call saying that my brother had been arrested for having drunk driving with Ashley in the backseat. To make matters worse he had 17 pounds of weed of in his car. IN HIS CAR. I was horrifyed.. This was not good. Hubby was over an hour away and could not quickly ride to my rescue. So I started thinking of who I could call to come and get me, especially considering my current state of naughtiness, when I heard a throaty big block engine coming up fast behind me. The green 1970 Mach 1 with black racing stripes geared way down and I locked eyes with the driver as he passed me. He looked like a guy who had gone to high school with me. He finally stopped, then backed down the road, parked. She might be able to sit there pretending she didn't notice her bare tits. Jim sure couldn't, "Rose, I couldn't help notice that Jim like your boobs, if you're going to be our topless waitress, maybe you should give him a little lap dance." We smiled at each other, as she got up and wedged herself between Jim and the table, as she went to sit on his lap her tits somehow got forced into his face. Well that was the start, soon it was sucky fucky time. Rose was in heaven, two boys telling her, do.