So why was I being so prudish and coy when it came to exploring this one, when I'd been so welcoming to so many other situations?As tradition would ha...e it, at least in the minds of anyone any way sexually minded, March Fourteenth (exactly one month post-romantic-day) is known as 'Steak and Blow Job Day'. So the girls supposedly get their romantic 'flowers and candles and hearts' as they like it and then a month later the boys get what they want - steak and a BJ! This year for steak and blow. Usne bata ya ki ek bar ese hi ek police officer ne use arrest kiya tha,tab usne gusse me us inspector ko mardiya or uski biwi ko gaoon ki beshya(randi) bana diya,jise aaj tak gaoon ki loag chod raheheen.bhagban na kare ki unka haal bhi esa ho!ye sun kar pitaji bahoot dargaye.goli lag ne ki baje se pitaji chal nehni parahathe,or unko wheel chair ka sahara le na pada.isi bitch ek din sarpanch uske bhaioon ke saath chaku or talwar leke ghar par aaya.ye dekh kar hum bahoot dar gaye.sarpanch ne bola. I leaned over and stuck my face in her crotch and inhaled her sweet aroma."Did you like that," she remarked."Like it, I want to taste it," I told her."Well if you promise not to tell, I guess you can lick it a couple of times," she said.I leaned back in and licked her from her taught little asshole slowly up her moist slit, to the top of her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. She rolled her head back and moaned softly."Ok, that's enough, you're going to get me. Im not much on wearing heels and wearing them for eight hours was almost more then I could stand.Once backstage, I flopped down on one of the sofas and took of my heels to rub my feet. The other girls were joking around about some of the men that they met and counting there money. I was to tired to do that. I took what money I had in my garter belt, got up and put it in my locker with the rest of my money that I earned through out the night. I would get out later after the girls and I went to.