She locked eyes with me and began to suck. Slowly moving the tip in a circular motion she sat up, and at the same time, taking more of me into her mou...h.I groaned, as she hummed, making her mouth vibrate around my shaft. She sucked my hard member for a few minutes until I could not take it anymore and pulled out of her mouth. I moved my hands down to her underwear and gently pulled down. Her secret trove was now open to me, smelling aroused and in need for my cock inside it. I laid her back. Herb swallowed. “I came to see you. I came…look, were you in my house?”“I never leave my own house. You know that.”“It’s just that I…” “I did tell you a story, though, about me and you. I don’t think you liked the ending.”Suddenly Herb didn’t know what to say. “We fucked like polecats half an hour ago, then you cut me up like a rib eye and I don’t appreciate it,” didn’t sound quite right. Even thinking it made him want to laugh, and if he laughed he knew he’d lose his mind, so he shut his trap. I was very nervous. How would I bring her off in a VW Bug? There was no room for eating pussy. Of course we would find a way to fuck, but to what end? So I could just stick it in and squirt? But there was something about the exotic kissing that comforted me, something about it that gave me hope. Stroking her throat with one hand, I brought my other hand to her bare shoulder. With a very soft touch I brought my fingertips down along the soft skin of her arm. When I held her wrist I realized that. Old brain stem. New everything else.And now that's going to happen to me.I have dinner in a noodle cart in the best part of the worst part of thecity. I think it suits me. Susan is there to hand over the details. It'sprobably not a big enough deal for her to wear a disguise down her, butit would be devastating if she were recognized with me. She's dressedlike a punk, cargo pants and piercings. She's got an awesome tattoo onher left shoulder and has died her hair pink. She's only the bagman.