Barely making enough money to pay the bills, much less a sitter, and trying to find the time or energy to get dressed up and go out. Most guys I did g... out with only wanted sex, and when they found out I had a kid, they ran fast thinking I was just looking for someone to support us. My parents both dies in a car accident 4 years ago and left me with enough money to buy a small house and put some money away for my son’s education. So here I was, hiding under the desk with the object of my latest. ....he was married and had 3 k**s so to any one taking a casual interest would think him a normal man.I met him in some toilets and sucked him off on my knees in a cubicle holding my skirt up in both hands revealing my hard on inside my panties for him...... he had a large uncut cock and produced a copious amount of spunk which I duly swallowed After wards he asked me for my number and over the next week or so kept in contact. He liked the fact I was a Crossdresser and acted the part well. We. .I slightly opened one eye as the room swirled before me, my legs and arms weak and helpless.I saw some dark guys in dark hoods filling the room.Mean guys, killers.oh no I groaned as they swarmed in."White-beetch on Black-Turf ! Must pay the toll !" oh yeah!" we is banging the beetch brothers" Is toll road" pretty cunt. too bad it get damaged now!" someone laughed.A hoodie opened up my legs wide and slipped his cock up my wet used cunt to begin the next round of fucking.I parted my lips and. You flash him your best smile “Can I help you?” you ask sweetly, quickly regaining your composer. “Yeah I am looking for this book, I have looked every where but can't seem to find it.” he said smiling back at you as he slid the note across to you. He is wearing a tight button up shirt and simple dress pants. You try to stop your self but find your eyes being drawn to the bulge in his pants. You look at the note, typing into the computer quickly finding where it should be. “Follow me.” you say.