We pulled away from each other for a moment and she was practically tearing my clothes off of me. As she pushed my jeans and underwear down together a...d followed them down, dropping to her knees and running her tongue the length of my hard cock. In no time at all she was working me in and out of her mouth and then every few stokes would take me all the way into her throat as she used my ass to pull me deeper in and hold me there a second or two before stroking me in and out of her mouth again.. One of them, dressed like the others save for a tall, slightly bent top hat, was holding up his hands. “The new fish here looks like he’s raring to go!” he called out. “Who wants to see him take on the current champion ... BORAG!?”“Bor-AG! Bor-AG!” The men chanted.I had gotten my feet beneath me and was wiping more muck off my face. My suit was decidedly ruined. But I was feeling more clear headed by the moment, shaking off the fugue that had clouded my mind from the moment I awoke. I didn’t. . and here." Boy, I could almost sell that as part of my 'Dirty Duds' line." Melanie inspected Toni closely. "It's lovely. And, so are you. What can I do for you? You here for business or pleasure?" Business," Toni said. "Need something for my legs. Now that I've slit all my skirts, I need something - sometimes - for stockings. I never liked panty hose, so I need help." Well, of course, there are garter belts..." Melanie said, doubtfully."Yeah, I don't really like those, either. See, I've made. "She was so quiet that it took me a few moments to realize that she was very softly crying."Please don't cry. I know I'm not what you..." Thank you. I thought you'd hung up when I couldn't stop laughing. It only occured to me when I said 'hope.' My own name's become a curse. It's gotten so hard to even think about hope, let alone feel it. If you really want to be needed, you're talking to the right person." It'd feel good to feel needed again. It sounds like we're both walking wounded. Maybe we.