Apart from the occasional view of her ass, I never thought of her in a sexual way whatsoever. She was more like a mother figure, she treated me like I...was Mikes brother, cooked for me and let me sleep over most every weekend.Later that evening me and Mike were in one of the busiest bars in town chatting away, when he suddenly said, "Hey. I know someone who fancies you," as he winked at me."Who?" I abruptly replied."Ahh, not telling." He annoyingly spoke with a cheesy grin.Mike was my best mate,. This felt like we were locked in an unconcious sex act for a momentary eternity. Both of us seem a bit uncomfortable, nothing said, we headed for the ladder to get out and go inside to dry off. M. climbed out in front of me, and i noticed her pussy seemed even more swollen,straining against the fabric of her bikini. As I climbed out, I saw her glance back; to my embarassment, my cock was throbbing, sticking out with my shorts sticking to me like static cling, she could see everything. It. He couldn’t even see his cock because of his belly. And it wasn’t that impressive. It wasn’t as small as Mr. Smith’s, but it wasn’t much bigger. But, to a whore, a cock is a cock.I got on my knees in front of him and played with his cock for a while before I took it in my mouth. It was growing, but not real fast. It tasted ok and I could tell he took a shower before he met me. I did appreciate that. I sucked him till he got hard and continued sucking hoping I could get a load of cum. But then I. Still five minutes till nine o’clock. If she hurried… Alicia walked into the women’s restroom and set her purse down on the sink. She retrieved the quarter from her purse, along with the small bottle of antibacterial soap she always carried with her. Turning on the water, she rinsed the quarter. Then she opened the bottle and applied a single drop of the soap to the coin, and washed it. So little time! She capped the bottle and put it back in her purse, then quickly trotted to a stall and.