Her senses heightened, she was vividly aware of the click-clacking of her heels on the pavement as she walked towards the club, bouncers and passing m...n silently devouring her body in the same way the taxi driver had. This was partly why she came here, to this kind of place on this side of town. Partly, but only partly, she thought as she flashed a doorman a smile and some ID; she wanted to feel desired, but more than this she wanted to be fucked, she wanted to be used, and she wanted to be. It wasn't long after the magazines were out before my erection was in full force. I didn't even try to hide, I wanted him to see. As if on cue he looked over at the bulge in my shorts and asked if I was hard. I told him I was and asked if he was. "Yes" he responded almost immediately. The next question he asked was the one I had hoped to hear all night, "Can I see it?". My hart was racing as I told him yes. I reached down and pulled off my shorts and laid back down exposing the clear. He sat on his bed and got ready for bed. He took off his shoes andpulled down his shorts. He slid his pantyhose down his legs and removedhis top. Jessie unhooked his bra, surprising himself a little with howskillfully he managed that task. Finally his let his panties drop to thefloor. He caught a glimpse of himself in the full length mirror on the back ofhis door as he was walking to the shower.Wow! His chest had become very swollen, which alarmed him quite a bit.He walked closer to the mirror. And more often than not, he would say these things while Andrea was in mid orgasm, lost in the moment, where she couldn't immediately respond back. But she heard.She always heard.And if the orgasm was too intense or she was caught up in a multiple orgasm it would be the last thing on her mind.But once she came down she would always be irritated that he said these things. And on the few times that he was called on it Daven would always apologize and say some ladies liked the dirty talk and he.