" So?" He shrugged. "First off, I'm not married although I imagine I'll keep letting white guys suck on me when I am. But I don't fuck other women, I ...on't get sucked by other women. I only do what she can't do, what no female can do, get an amazing blow job from a straight guy. Plus, guys give way better head than girls." Really?" I asked, my eyes moving back and forth from his eyes to his cock like a yoyo."Women eat pussy better because they understand the entire region and for the same. I always say things like that in the living room, because couch pillows are the most likely thing she will pick up in there to throw at me. They hurt much less than other things. Zing! There it came."DAD!" she shrieked. "I'm a good cook!" She was, too."Yeah, and I'm Napoleon Bonaparte," I muttered. Zing! Another one."Sir, is it alright if I stay?" Katie asked shyly. The manners on this girl are unbelievable. I still can't get over a shy Katie. Although she is quiet, she doesn't seem to be shy. All the girls on the strip were envious. Once,he had wandered down to where the natural girls were, and none of themever knew he wasn't the real thing. Every once and a while, a John wouldcome to Mark's corner, and not know that he was a man. On theseoccasions, Mark would play the innocent new hooker that would onlyperform blow jobs. The John never caught on that it was a man doing thework.But there were also some drawbacks. If he did get caught, he wasn'tstrong enough to fight back. And. " I said again, my pants down my ankles."Well, you could say I'm your girlfriend. I can fuck you for free then." I'm 22. You are 60!" I said laughing."I AM 55!" Carol yelled, tears in her eyes."Fuck off you bastard."I lunged at her and as she tried to push me away, I glued my lips to hers. In a second she stopped fighting and kissed me."I'll marry you." I said as I mauled her tits.Carol stopped. She looked at me sadly."Don't say things you don't mean. I'm fucking you for free anyway." I mean.