" Gene said"Hmm, the last time a guy your age asked me how old I was, he also asked me to show him my dick."Gene just sat quietly and didn't even resp...nd to my last comment. I asked Gene what in the fuck was taking his friend so long, and he reminded me that I has said that I wasn't in a big hurry. I casually said that I had said that before I had to take a piss. Then I asked him if he though his friend would let me use his toilet. He didn't seem to have an answer either way so I started to get. Now I had this weird job working for some seriously weird people reading lots of content that talked about prostitution and sex toys and other things one doesn’t discuss at the dinner table.The first story I edited was about a cheerleader that wanted to lose her cherry sooner rather than later and the steps she was willing to take to get that accomplished. Actually, it had a fairly nice scenario with her family and her friends and her interests were similar to my own. Then there was all that. I pull out of her, please stop " I’ve only been with two guys before, and one of them is my husband. He’s always been more than enough for me at 5” from base to tip and 3” around.Your to big, it will hurt to bad." she said. " Well, you are in for a treat my little vixen." I said. I place a thumb on each side causing her to cry out " STOP! PLEASE STOP! at the contact again and then roughly pull her lips apart. I spit in my hand and slap it against her pussy, spreading the saliva around as she. I worked him and tried to make him cum, but when he got close he pulled away and then picked me up with a hand under my shoulder and took me back to the “Party Room.” He took me over by the sink and told me to wash up. At the same time he took off his shirt revealing tons of muscles and several crappy tattoos. I washed what I could out of my ass. “Quit it and get back to work,” he demanded. I turned and knelt in front of him and sucked him some more. The fatter guy that I’d blown woke.