The whole time I continued to suck the other man's cock. From behind I heard, "You ready to really get fucked my little cum slut bitch?" "Yes. fuck ...e hard you sexy bitch. Make me your slut." I was so surprised at how I was talking, but it made me hornier. He began to speed up and the amount of pleasure I was getting from his cock. Oh my God. I never wanted him to stop fucking me. The whole stall was shaking at how hard he was fucking me. I was gagging on the other man's cock but I. .. see, I’d kind of like to take a weekend,” he said, staring down at the apron. “Like ... maybe this one. And I can’t unless you—”“—take the shows?” she finished for him.“Right. So, well, would you?”“This wouldn’t have anything to do with little miss Barbie, would it?” she asked in a slightly brittle tone. Over the last couple of weeks a girl had been a frequent visitor, sometimes at the shows but more often during their sparsely attended training sessions. She always showed up with carefully. "Okay, I'll eat it."She said teasingly, " You know we had sex last night, and I haven't cleaned up. I must smell pretty strong and your cum is still in me. Still want to eat it?" "Yeah." I said.She knows I love to eat her pussy after she works all day and that I will eat her creampie after we have sex, any time she asks me to."You are a nasty man, Billy." She said. "Oh and you don't get off on the fact that I will suck your pussy after we fuck? I think you're nasty for making me do it," I. He really felt that the men she dated didn’t appreciate her. They were just dirtbags she met at the bar where she worked.Mary Boyd was an attractive woman. She had a great body and a nice ass. Peter fantasized that he and his mother were intimate. Mary was a single mother.She had many boyfriends but none of them seemed to ever make her happy. His mother was often sad and got drunk. She watched romantic stories on cable and cried. Peter never understood why she never could have lasting.