“I do,” she said. “I just need you to answer a question for me first.” “What is it?” I asked. “I always wanted to know this,” she sai.... “Do you like my cheerleader uniform?” I pressed my legs together as I tried to prevent myself from getting a boner. “It's okay,” I said, as I tried to be as vague as possible. “Oh, I think you find this outfit to be more than just “okay,” Karissa said. “I know you're into naughty cheerleaders. And I'm very naughty. Hmm... perhaps you just need a. . but I thought you hated men because your lesbo..Ritu: initially I was.. but recently I have got bored with only sucking and licking and of those artificial dildos.. I have got fantasy of playing with a real dick since then.. can you fulfill that fantasy tonight..?I was already sex starved and alcohol had me loose whatever little inhibitions I had.. plus when a sexy bitch is ready to open her legs for you for free enjoyment, that s like dream come true.. I also decided to show her the true. " He has no idea how much fun he can really have," Claire claimed."Amen to that," Alan agreed. "Want to try him out?" You know, the shower at the club is working so well. Why mess with success?" Phyllis said."Wait a minute," Carole cautioned. "Wealth, or lack of it, is at the heart of his marriage problems. All of our homes are rather impressive. Perhaps it would be best not to take him with one of us for his first, uh, session." But what else can we do?" Julie asked."I know," Phyllis said. He acknowledged and then put the microphone back on its holder. He looked at me and smiled, reached for a pack of cigarettes in his pocket, flipped one in to his mouth and offered me one. I declined and told him “I am more interested in sucking your cock.” He exhaled smoke out the window and turned toward me with a toothy smile. “Any time you are ready baby. I need to cum bad.” He opened the button and fly on his Carhart carpenters shorts, dropped them to the his feet and dropped his.