I was wondering... Are you free this evening?”“Aye, I am. What are you looking for?”She sounds friendly but slightly cautious. I suppose she has...to suss out if I’m a nutter or not.“I’m looking for a blowjob and sex, but I’d like you to dress up for me too. It says you do oral without on your ad.”“I do, though it’s a condom for everything else. It’s ten pounds extra for cum in mouth and twenty for anal.”“That's ok, but I’m not looking for that. Just wanting a blow job rather than sex, you on. I groaned, my heart racing. This pleasure swam through me. It was intense. Delicious.Amazing.My cum spurted over and over into her bowels. I hit the peak of my pleasure. I quivered there, pussy cream running down my thighs. The pleasure buzzed through me. I shuddered, panting. I felt like a million bucks.“Damn,” I groaned. “that was great.”“Uh-huh,” panted Mrs. Simmons.“Mmm, but our movie's about to let up,” I said. “We should get dressed.”We pulled on our clothes (it didn't take me long) and. .. take me hard ... oh, yes, so hard!You are so much more experienced than me, so mature and powerful – you must be about twelve years older than me, a little over thirty, I’d guess? I thought you were hot from the moment I saw you, but you gave no sign of wanting my pussy, so I just had to daydream – but I’m sure this isn’t a dream, I pinched my leg just now to be sure, yes – it’s real, it’s really happening! You are taller than me by about four or five inches, a little heavier built,. "Hi Angel, it's simply delightful to see you as always," he said as he kissed her on each cheek. "And who is your exquisite little friend?" "Eduardo, this is my very close friend Emi. And Emi, this is Eduardo, the manager of Mangoes. He'll be one of the few guys who will not hit on you tonight."He saw Emi looking at Angel, not quite understanding Angel's comment."Dear Emi, Angel is once again showing her disappointment that I never fell in love with her. I've known her since we both were 8.