On a good day, I have B-cup breasts. The phone number I give out on my pictures isn’t my main number. It was suggested to me to get what they call a...burner phone from the local convenience store. Its only use is for my encounters. When I’m not looking I can shut it off so I’m not bothered by anyone looking for a repeat and if I pick up any stalkers, it is easily replaced. I sent my stats in my email to them along with the chosen pictures. I also mentioned that I’d never been with a girl or. Standing there naked, with a rock hard cock that was even bigger that waiter. My cunt clenched up and I could hear it growl at me in hunger.“Dude you old guys are hot.” He said. “And easy.”“Fuck kid, how old are you?”“Old enough to tap your ass. Come on, I know you want it. I’m young hung and full of cum. Gimme dat boy puss before your old lady gets back.”I looked over to the store and looked for Jen. She was standing there talking to some old lady. Looking at the time, we had about 45 minutes. Finally Riley started showing enough signs of recuperation that Luna felt safe turning it off. Luna gently placed her on the shower floor and knelt down next to her, wiping the wet, clingy hairs from her gorgeous face. “Are you okay Riley?” She asked, “Can you hear me?” “I’ng okray,(I’m okay)” She replied, still a bit oddly but much more coherent than before, “I jushch neot tu liigh deounn.(I just need to lie down)” “You need to lie down?” Luna confirmed. Riley nodded somewhat comically. “Okay,. Father?” He pauses long enough that you wonder how many other possible questions crossed his mind: husband, maybe. Grandfather, possibly. Twice you’ve been asked if you were a pimp.“I’m her uncle, more or less,” you answer by rote. “I work for Gibraltar Security. I’m here to talk to you, Charlie.”He blinks a few times, “Wait. Zoe is one of those Stones?”You nod. It’s not an unreasonably question. According to his dossier, Charlie’s a bit of a radical. He’s attended at least three protests.