Shaking her head in amazement, she thought to herself, “The Arabs must have a cock size contest to determine who gets to be a cleric, and this guy w...n.”She licked her lips and thought, “Damned, I knew that I was going to get fucked tonight, to make the Arab happy. But now I see that I am really going to get fucked tonight.The cleric said to her, “Get on your knees.” She did. He then stepped in front of her face, grabbed his monster meat pole in one hand and slapped it hard against the side. “Well do you want any breakfast?” He asked holding up a piece of toast. I glanced up at maryland who was now pretending to be more interested in her newspaper. “No I really should be getting back home, but thank you.” I answered giving Jack a smile. Me and Joe made it to his garage without anymore interruptions. “So tell me, what are you going to tell Glen?” Mr. Bass asked once we had gotten on the road. I cringed slightly at the thought. “Um… I’ll tell him.. Eh probably that my phone died and. I thought why not. If it would lead to some sexual fun I would be her daddy, her long lost uncle, the delivery man or the paperboy. She asked what kind of daddy I would be and I wrote back and told her I would be a kind daddy who made his little girl feel special. This was enough to get a phone number and from that a whole new world opened up to me.I called and she sounded a little restless and out of breath. She wanted more details and I told her that little girls like to feel special and I. Of course it always made me extremely horny. I put on my sexiest outfit. Black stockings pink panties and white mini skirt I had fake boobs that I always put on in a tight top. I went down to my local adult bookstore. Which is always hopping on Friday night. Walked around the mini theater with the peep booths. I stepped into one close the door drop in a couple of coins and shut down. Of course there was a g********* on each side. I've been in there for a little while until finally the door to.