, ladies. No discussion and no negotiating. Suck my fucking cock or I do my job.” Jasmine heaved herself up and glanced back at her lover, who was ...ulling their clothes together. The cop hitched his jaw in Randy’s direction. “That mean you’re out?” “No.” She stood, their clothes wavering over her folded forearms as she followed Jasmine to the tailgate. “It means we’re not common whores. If we’re going to be on our knees, we’re going to give you the blow job you’ve always wanted. We’ll suck. And a man approached me. Asked me very politely if I’d like to earn little pocket-money.” “Aha!” said Bob. “I thought as much. And did you say yes?” “Some of my friends had told me that could happen. Probably would. They’d been approached already, you see. And they’d told me the sort of thing they were asked to do.” “Posing nude? Sex videos? That sort of thing?” “Yes. It sounded fun—and an easy way of earning a little money. In fact I was feeling a little sad because my friends had been asked. I placed my hand on the band of bare flesh above and Maggie obligingly parted her thighs. My hand ventured further to the head of the valley. The gusset of her big granny knickers was already damp and her lips were swollen. ‘Your knickers are wet Maggie’. ‘Yes I’m so horny Bill … I can’t wait for you to fuck me … you must know I’ve always wanted to’. ‘The feeling’s mutual Maggie’. Inside we made our way straight to the bedroom, disrobed and went at hammer and tongs for over an hour.For the next. So, we are good to go. Just the shirt and your sandals,” He said, stepping out and opening the trunk, bringing out a cooler she had not even known he’d packed. Surprised at his preparation, she looked around the quiet glen as she stood there, practically naked, though covered, and waited for him to hurry up and lead the way.They went to the furthest picnic table of the three, back under a couple of trees, nestled near a small patch of grass and leaves that bordered a dry rocky creek bed. Peter.