I’ll give you credit. You know what you’re doing. Your fingers slip out and you rub my swollen clit. It feels so good and I grip your cock harder....You bite my shoulder again, groaning and thrusting against my hand, your cock brushing up against my body and leaving droplets of pre-cum on my stomach. My need opens up into a yearning abyss of desire. “I want…you…inside me!” I breathe the words into your ear. You smile that crooked smile of yours and you reach up and switch off the lights. You. Pulaski?" When Papa nodded, Tyler continued. "Sir, I'm Tyler Tiplitski, thank you for hiring me, you won't regret it."Papa shook his hand and introduced me. I stuck out my hand; Tyler grabbed it and pulled me into a crushing bear hug."Hey, Cuz, I've heard a lot about you from my Grammy."Tyler was a stout young man; he stood about five-eleven and weighed over two hundred pounds. He had that blocky, weight lifters build.When I could breath again I said, "Nice to meet you, Tyler." Call me Tater,". Two hundred dollars." Fawn looked at the money as she turned it over to her man with some wistfulness. That was a lot of money. More than she'd ever seen."Only two hundred!" he exclaimed. "Those cheap bastards! They said they'd come through with two-fifty." What do you mean?" I mean this isn't enough. We need another fifty dollars. I can put this down on the fifth race if I hurry." No! I don't think you should be gambling like you do. Remember how it was when you were always in debt to Ears? If. He must have been using the flashlight function on his phone, though, because the flesh of my arm over my eyes glowed red. I was debating whether to ‘wake up’ when he nudged me with his knee.“I see the boner came back,” he whispered, and I realized with horror that my dick was poking out of my fly. “Man, me, too,” he said. “I got a terrible case of blue balls.”He shucked off his clothes and turned out the light. Seconds later I heard the unmistakable sound of someone beating off.“Are you.