She looked at me as if asking permission to continue, so I just nodded. Smiling, her hand went to my dick and started to stroke it. I almost came agai.... I let out a load moan and closed my eyes. She giggled and asked if I liked it. I could only nod. Her hands continued to rub soap up and down my shaft and across my balls. It was obvious she had done that before many times with her "boyfriends." I opened my eyes and asked what else she had done with her boyfriends besides seeing their boners. . She could do nothing but back away from him, but it was no use. Her attempt at hesitation only made him madder."Hey, what is this shit?" he said, his face betraying the surprise he was feeling. "I thought you were gonna play ball. I can see that you need to be taught that when I say something, I mean it." No... no. I'll do what you want," she said, barely able to hold her tears, both from the hotly licking flames of desire burning up between her thighs and the total humiliation she was feeling. But as I was leaving the courthouse, he walked up to me and said, “Lady, can I have a few minutes of your time? I can pay you.”“What for?” I asked.“I’ll give you twenty dollars if you let me drink your milk from your breast.”“You’ll what?” I was dumbfounded.“I’ll pay you to nurse me. Please?”I thought furiously. What kind of pervert was this, anyway? But twenty dollars is twenty dollars, and you could buy a lot for twenty dollars back then ... a week’s groceries, plus bus fare. I’d guess that. I knew quite a bit about sex from reading sex stories online and watching the occasional porno flick, but had never had sex with anyone. I walked to my room and threw on my usual dress, a white t-shirt with khaki cargo shorts. Summers in Nevada get really hot and this was the only thing that I could ever get comfortable in. I left my room and slid down the stair rail to the main floor and headed to my favorite room in the house, the kitchen. I made myself a sandwich and poured myself a glass of.