I stepped back and my shoes and jeans were off in two seconds.I don't wear panties - unless its one of the heavy days of the monthly visit from my 'fr...end', of course; I'll be damned if I know why they call it my friend, since its nothing but a real nuisance to me, serving no purpose except to remind me that I'm not pregnant. And I guess also as an excuse when I don't like a guy, because most of them don't realize that many women, especially this one, don't mind fucking during their periods. I. His eyes looked into my eyes, and then he watched as I slowly undressed in front of him. I started unbuttoning my shirt. He went back to stroking his cock, but he was doing it in that awkward way I noticed before. I stopped undressing and sat down beside him, removed his hands from his cock, and said, “Sal, your cock is big enough for two hands, but here take your right hand and with your fingers opened and then grasp the base of your shaft. Then slowly, with a firm grip, slide it up to the top. . . and as soon as I saw it for the first time I knew I had to have it in my mouth…but who knew sooner or later my fantasy would become reality It was the weekend and I stayed at my moms house …her and my dad split up awhile back and I come over on the weekends now…but that’s not the point… well when I got there it was late so me and mom were about to go to bed in her room…I was sleeping in there for awhile because my room wasn’t setup yet and she told me that we would be working in the front. “That was him!” said Bea, as they headed back to the car.“Yes, and tending bar here,” said Ava, unnecessarily. “Well, it was what he was doing up state.”“Yes, and he might still know a few folks from around here in spite of his time in prison,” said Bea. Ava, nodded, sadly nodded.“You know, he might also be staying at that motel up on the hill,” said Ava, just coming up with an idea. “He stayed there for a while after he got out.”“Yeah, the Hilltop Motel,” said Bea. “Like you say, I did hear.