I happen to still be a virgin.” Not for long I thought.“You should ask why people call girls with tramp stamps sluts, shouldn’t you?”“Suppo...e you tell me.”“I’d be happy to do just that. Now, as I see it the girl with one of those tattoos has to show it off, right? What does she wear? She wears those low riser jeans with her thong straps showing and a crop top for maximum exposure of the tattoo. Now that happens to be the uniform of today’s street hooker in any town in the good old USA you. "Evening?" The whole evening. Until the morning at least. I have an important... um... client who would be interested in more than a few moments of your time. " He smiled his best politician's smile at the girl. "So? would you be available?"She licked her lips, but her gaze never left the money. "Yer not... ?" No, young lady, I am not on the constabulary. Even if I were, it would hardly be a fair cop at this point now would it?" For that," she nodded her head to the money, "you would be able to. She had married young, been with her husband over 40 years and had only had sex with two men other than him. More about that later. As she talked, I couldn’t help but play with the glorious hair on her cunt, fingering her hole and tickling her clit. She would moan occasionally and hunch against my hand. Her pussy was actually leaking she was so wet, and she started stroking then jacking my dick with her soft hand. She had a gentle, delicate touch and my dick was soon rock hard. ‘Can I suck. You immediately started stripping. That was fine with me and I quickly followed suit, removing my shoes them shirt and pants. I kept my boxer briefs on and moved toward you. My cock was already half hard with excitement. You sat in your recliner totally naked and reached for my briefs as I approached you. In one smooth, slow motion you pulled them to my knees and exposed my cock as it bounced briefly before you took it in your hand and started gently stroking me. I was hard almost instantly and.