It was another Friday like no other, I had a locker at the train station which I had stored a gym bag in, with my after-work club clothes in them. On...Thursdays, I had started to store a bag in a locker at the train station, for Friday after-work adventures.After work, I would stroll towards the train station and take my bag out and into the men’s restrooms, and changed. When I exited I was in my Gay Heavy Metal Nightclub gear, with make-up. Out went the suit and tie crap and now I wore a. ” “How’s that?” The tongue snaking around inside her ear made Kelly shiver. “If business is light, we can close at noon instead of three. And if thing’s are real slow, we might find something to do at the store.” By now, her fingers were wrapped around Jason’s stiff cock. “That might be fun. Did you have something special in mind?” “We’ll see what comes up.” To emphasize his point, he pressed his hard cock against her side. The tip of his tongue made her squirm with pleasure. She almost gasped. " That's fine. I just need some shots of you at home, in the evening. Playing with your dog, doing your homework, getting ready for work... showering. Stuff like that, normal stuff." Oh okay," Valerie said and took another bite of her cake.Jonas continued to explain exactly who they would be dealing with. Why these men were dangerous when cornered. Why it was important that she never mention the masquerade to anyone, ever. How she would need to plan a trip to Las Vegas and come back with a. “Please, please, fuck me!” He did. His thick shaft pushed into me, and when its bulbous head slid inside my moist cave, it stretched my folds in a way so delicious that it brought tears to my eyes. He pushed, slowly, steadily, and more and more of him filled me with heat. I felt a small twinge of pain, and he halted, his charcoal-eyes dancing. I couldn’t wait. I needed him to fill me completely. I wanted to feel him inside me all the way, to feel him stretch me and take ownership of my body. My.