"Looks like you came out of this okay, too." Yeah, I know. The darned thing is huge." He says"How huge is it?" I tease him."I don't know, sweety, wann... measure it for me?" he razzes me back."Darned right I do, I want to know what I'm getting out of this deal, don'tyou?" I ask."Yeah, I guess I do at that.' He says."Then go get your tape measure and we'll find out."When he returns with it, I tell him to stand right in front of me where,unable to take my eyes off the big bulge in his shorts, I. How about if I buy dinner? Will that motivate you to talk to me?”That jarred him out of the solo rut he’d been in for a long time. “Um, I guess so. Where?”“How about the Red-Eye BBQ place just a couple of blocks from here?”That really got his attention. How did she know his favorite place? He replied loquaciously, “Yup.”Jake kept his mouth full so she’d do the talking but she kept asking questions about him. “Shit,” he thought, “how could she care about me anyway?” He muttered out some short. "Oh yeah... Fuck me... fuck me, baby..." she moaned as I brought her to her second orgasm.She got back onto her knees and pointed her ass into the air."Give it to me... fuck me in my ass..." she moanedI held one hand underneath her wet cunt, delighting in the hot juice that was dripping from that hole. My other hand gripped my wet, slippery cock at the base and I pushed the circumcised head against her ass. I could tell right away that she knew how to take a cock up the ass, knew how to relax. Then there was a knock at the door, and she was back with a more comprehensive makeup kit. I could scarcely believe that she had returned. She somehow seemed to be less pissed now; more focused on the job in hand. I sat on the edge of the bed and she took her jacket off - she was in business attire: a short, tight skirt suit, white blouse - and sat in the chair opposite me. She spread her makeup tools out on a table next to her. She started by taking off the existing makeup, working away on my.