His dick lies peacefuly along the golden down at his thigh, surrounded by its own halo of nearly transparent golden curls. Even in its flaccid state, ...t is nearly twice the size of mine when fully erect. Its bare head, the golden curls around its base, his thighs, are lightly coated with the dried traces of left over lust. I lie on my side and gaze at him for a while, reliving the events of the previous night.What is it with me? What am I? Have I no morals, no shame? I search deep within. I looked back up at her, and she was snoring lightly.My cock was throbbing, I stood up and looked at her splayed form, legs spread wide open and pussy exposed. I remembered how her panties smelled and tasted and wanted a real taste. I looked down at her hairy bush and wondered if she would wake up if I went in for a taste. My heart was racing with excitement that I was literally shaking.I shook her very hard one last time and called her name as I watched her tits bounce and she started to snore. I saw Roger get up and head toward the restroom. I guess he got excited and had to take a piss. Why do they call it taking a piss? Shouldn't it be called leaving a piss? Isn't that what you are actually doing.The waiter came back to my table and I said my husband looked like a no show and I paid him for the iced tea and gave him a generous tip. I got up and waddled over to the young so-called lady. I asked her who the man was that she was with because I thought I knew him.She smiled at me and. 'Wow, how fast was that' Mike said ' I feel a bit short changed, ah well, off you go cunt' It was her final week, then the debt will be paid and Sue's life could return to some kind of normal, only her life was anything but normal. She was an addict. Addicted to Mikes product and as each day slipped by she needed her fix more and more. She even considered going in a day or 2 early to get some product, but managed to restrain herself but it was getting harder and harder to control her urges..