"For Calvin Monroe, the day was one of surprises. First of all, he had been in jail when he was called and told to get his regular clothes. He was mee...ing Judge Rosen. When he tried to point out that he really had none, the guard just motioned him away. To his surprise there were new clothes that fit him perfectly, although they were in a style he would never have chosen. They were, he realized, both conservative and very comfortable. The jacket label said "J. Press" which was a name he had. Only to re-cross her other leg. And ask me,'What about this one?'I sank happily into my fetish. Mentally recording a motion picture. So I could later cum from the pressure massage she would produced on my dick-from the bobbing motion of her seductive firm legs. I daydreamed of slapping my pelvis against her crossed legs.Watching my dick sawing between the cleft of my manager's thick thighs. The mushroom head peeking out .We would both watch it shoot long ropes of cum into the air.You would. We started kissing passionately and I felt her curves and Massive tits pressed towards my body. By this time my cock was as hard as a rock and she brushed her hand on it before leading me to the bedroom. We kissed passionately beside the bed before she fell backwards spreading her legs for me. I immediately thrust my face into her warm crotch, licking every area I could imagine. She scooted back farther onto the bed into the pillows with my face dig deep into her thick soft hips. I remember her. “Huh,” was all I could manage, totally gobsmacked.“Of course, if you want to see it all you’ll have to come home with me,” he concluded, with feigned solemnity.“Does this pick-up routine of yours ever work?” I retorted, still sniggering.“Sometimes,” DF replied, before challenging me, “Let’s have another drink or two, and then you can see for yourself. I live just around the corner.”I did not commit either way initially, and two drinks later I was amazed to find that DF had upgraded from a one.