"You can use both your hands now. Your right on my penis and your left on my balls." teaching her"Am I doing correctly?" she asked again. "Yes, your h...nds really feels good." Trying to control myself."Are you going to shoot me soon?"she ask the question that gave me a irregular sigh."I want too. Now put your left hand on the based of my penis now." Make an ok sign with your finger and squeeze my penis."Now move your hand on my penis up and down."I put my hand on top of her hand and guide her. ”“I thought as a bartender, you would want me to drink Sam?”“Oh no honey, I just want you to have a good time. Drink booze, drink coffee, it’s all the same to me. Here, come have a seat.” She gave one of the trucker types a beer and gave me a soda. “Honey, I know what you and Sherri do for a living. I do not judge, but when you did that, was it for pleasure, or to entertain those that watched them?” I chuckled and said the guys always got pleasure, as I had rarely shot a scene where the guy did. Like most women, she was subconscious about her figure and weight, but I had always thought her beautiful and sexy, womanly and soft with ample, generous curves in all the right places. Her breasts were large and heavy, full, with thick, pierced cherry red nipples and dusky areolas that crinkled when she was excited. Her belly was soft, and had been slowly but steadily shrinking bit by bit as she endeavored to diet and exercise to keep healthy, which I was insistent upon; I didn't care about. I wanted to kiss her lips and I leaned forward to kiss her. She didn’t move a bit, I kissed her lips and licked them with my tongue. She did the same. It was a small one. We touched each other under the table. I moved my hand towards her pussy and touched it, caressed it for a while. She grabbed my hand with both her legs and felt my touch to the fullest. She asked if I had a place to meet up in private, I said we can check in to a hotel. She wasn’t comfortable with that thought. I said I can.