Saturdays noonish the Second Avenue bookstore would fill with businessmen looking for some no fuss hit and run release. I also found that I gravitate... to older white guys with white, or greying hair, they seemed to be more vocal and apreciative of a wet sloppy blow job. When I came in that day there were four or five guys standing around talking about something or other, they looked over at me when I entered into the booth area. I made eye contact with a gentleman with snow white hair,. Flirtatious looks at one another as we arrived to the door of the spa. The look on the adolescent clerks face was unforgettable when you slipped your hand under my skirt, fingered me and then handed him the money, visibly wet with my sweet juices.My bedroom blue-gray eyes twinkled at him, causing a slow crimson blush across his pale complexion. I was certain he was standing there with a woody. My red glossy lips smiled seductively at the young man before turning around, my long silky auburn. I reached out and touched the man's dick. I closed my hand around it and began to stroke back and forth. After a bit, I lowered my mouth to the head of his dick and touched it with my tongue. I don't know what I expected, but I wasn't turned off by the act. I licked the dick for a moment then opened my mouth and put it over the end of his dick. I slowly pushed my mouth on his dick about an inch, and then pulled it back. I repeated this action several times, each time going a little deeper, till. He started ramming his cock into me hard.“Oh yes!” I cried, “do it Jeff, l love it.” I managed to keep my balance and hold my cock at the same time. I wanked myself hard matching his thrusts.“I can’t…..l can’t……oh shit,” he said as he rammed hard into me, holding me firm against him as he unloaded his spunk inside me. The heat of his spunk and the force of the pulsations of his cock felt so good. I was wanking my cock hard and a few seconds later l came, shooting my spunk over the seat of.