Terry drove through the night thinking back to the events of a Saturday evening a while ago. He was the … Well, not really the last shining scion o... a slowly-fallen southern family due to the circumstances, he supposed. But he knew that he was pretty much all that there was left. He was the one who’d taken all that remained to try to make a small handful of lives better along with his own if he could. He was almost at the critical part of getting his venture together, if it could indeed be. The other part of keeping one step ahead of the police wasnever allowing a client to have a cell phone on his person, and neverallowing them undress first. It was kind of difficult to live with, but so far, after ten years ofdoing this, my Madam had never been caught. She also knew how to treather "workers". We were allowed luxurious vacations, and usually only hadto take gigs that we wanted. Me being the exception to that rule. I hadto take the jobs she assigned to me because of my. So, I agreed for the same. The travel agent went to the teenager and asked him the same. He was not comfortable as shown by his face, but reluctantly agreed I guess. The bus arrived and we all got in. He was not comfortable sitting next to me and made sure he didn’t touch any of my body parts. I laughed to myself, adjusted and slept off, but I couldn’t do so. He was watching the movie being played out. After an hour or so, the bus stopped at the next town, which is the final halt. I woke up and. While he sat in stunned silence, she reached in and gently withdrew his soft, limp cock, staring with awe at the warm prick in her trembling hands.In spite of the circumstances, the soft touch of her fingers on his prick sent a warm, tingling glow through his cock.The exciting feeling between her legs increased as Marci felt his prick-shaft begin to swell and throb in her hand. Staring in complete fascination, she watched his swelling purple cock-head start protruding from his foreskin. Gently.