"I don't know what to think," she said. "I want to say I'm not used to dealing with decent men, but that's probably not true. A lot of my customers ar... great guys." She frowned. "And you didn't call me." I didn't call you because I was giving you the requested time and space to think," I said."Well next time, call me and tell me that," she said."Got it," I said. "I'm leaving now." Why?" Because I am a man, and you look good, but I'm still pretty sure that's not why you told me to stay." I gave. I worried. We all did. I asked Hobo Joe, him being the oldest of us, if they’d ever been late like this before. Once. When he was young, before any of us, he told me. Why? I wondered and he just shrugged. Never asked, never said. Only time it ever happened.So we sat around and worried, night after night. Far as any of us knew, the leather clowns had been coming forever. Never talked much. Hell, we didn’t even know their names or where they came from. Just accepted it, you know, and gave them. I inserted her love hole and pushing my cock I caught her by her hair and fucking her I was enjoying her in that position and she is enjoying more than me I am fucking her like there is no tomorrow and she released her love juices again. She exhausted and was resting on the bed I went and brought orange juice from fridge for her.We both drank the juice. And she said the lady whom I am going to marry is so lucky she can feel heaven whenever she wants. For that I laughed and said that she must be. Now she turned towards me fully. I said hi and asked her name and more and she also asked me the same. Then we start talking about family and other stuff between talking I touched and pushed her ass many time and she was always smiling. As the time reached to 7 O’clock it was dark all over. Now we started talking about sex and more. As she knows I was dreaming to fuck her, she asked me “u have touched my ass, u want to touch my pussy” I smiled and she held my hand and put on hers pussy over her.