I sigh. "I like sex, sir. College opened me up to a whole new world. Now I experiment with all kinds of guys, all ages. Girls, too. I can't get enough..." "And your decision to become an exotic dancer?" "Money, originally. College is expensive. My parents can only help with part of it. A girlfriend who strips got me into it two years ago, back when I was a freshman. I couldn't believe how much cash I could make just by taking my clothes off and flashing my girly parts." I ply one of my cutest. Just to show I had a soft side I allowed her to climax before she cleaned my cock with her tongue. I then turned and left, leaving her lying, without a backward glance. God, I loved being a bastard! And so the fun continued, but as it did so an idea began to germinate in my mind. Why confine myself to just fucking Karen? Why not spice things up a little bit more? I announced my intention to Karen the next week. “Karen, my dear, I have decided that I need more than one pussy to satisfy me. Next. I loved it. He felt so good in my hand, like my hand was made just for gripping him."Ohhh Mandy," he groaned."Let me do it," I whispered, kissing his shoulder."Oh fuck," he groaned again.I scrambled up on my hands and knees and pulled at his underwear, jerking them down enough that his cock was uncovered. I reached for it again, fumbling in the dark, and found it. I started stroking again."You can't," he panted."I already am," I pointed out."It makes a mess!" he said, reaching for my hand.The. He was completely captivated by the sight of his very fit and handsome uncle losing himself in pleasure in the corner. It was hard for him to comprehend all that was happening. All he knew was that his heart was racing and he was experiencing a kind of pleasure that was more than his fledgling nervous system could ever possibly hope to handle. Joey had the family’s genes in that even though he just turned sixteen, he was nicely hung at about seven inches. He was a very sweet looking, thoughtful.