After their few shy occasions in secret, so long ago, they finally can do as they like, without worries someone would find out. He is fast to undress,...asks her to do the same, but much slower.Lena notices how his gaze goes up and down, from her eyes to her breasts and belly, the bit of blond bush down there. Her eyes are fixed on his penis, which slowly grows, seemingly all by itself. He poors two glasses of sparkling white wine for them. In each others' arms they toast and take a sip. He. Her hands discovered him as if she had to make sure each inch, each stretch of skin was unharmed, untouched by violence. He let her, so counter his normal nature, he remained completely passive under her hands, even though there was no doubt he was a willing participant. She loved the taste of water on his skin, the way the taut muscles spanning his chest twitched under her questing tongue. She slid down his body and with each centimetre along her path she felt his tension rise. On her knees. He pulled me over to him, and lifted up my short skirt, then pushed his hand down my pants, his fingers were so welcome by this point, and I didn't give a fuck that the other people were watching. One of the other guys walked over and placed my hand on his huge cock that was sticking out of his pants. I held on like a vice and started wanking him, he was spitting already, getting bigger with every stroke, and as I leaned forward to his cock, his body shook. He knew he was going to be blown, but. “That would be picking up a transvestite,” I tell her.Some men are OK with that and some even prefer a 'chick with a dick' but for most guys, it's a real turnoff to find their date has a big cock under her skirt.Tina gave a lascivious chortle and said, “Well I guess I'll just have to stand on my corner naked. That way guys can see exactly what their five dollars will buy.”“Five dollars?”“Umm-hmm, your wife's gonna be the cheapest piece of ass in Oakland. And the busiest,” she added.Just before.