Jonelle sat quietly watching as more of themuscular ebony body was exposed to her. Her pussy was now leaking like a sieve,her panties becoming wet wit... her juice, and as Rod finally got down to just hisunder shorts, a pair of tight maroon bikinis, a huge lump was clearly visiblethrough the thin material, and he stepped closer to her so she could get abetter look. "Take them off baby," he ordered, and with trembling hands shetugged them off his hips and down to his ankles. For the first time in. I was wearing a short black skirt and a plain white top, Carol was wearing a black miniskirt that barely covered the cheeks of her ass. She was wearing nothing else underneath, no bra no panties. When she told me that she had her hands underneath the table and she was fondling my cock. If you looked at the two of us we would just appear like a couple of girls really into one another she was constantly kissing me and fondling my tits. We were in a corner and that afforded uis as much privacy as. Aware that that she would skip the show that had insured what would happen to her tonight, when she came out of the bar to walk home I pulled out, waving. The route she took was always the same. She lived in the first floor apartment of a duplex she shared with an older man. He often went fishing on the weekends, leaving his apartment vacant while he camped. I made sure I was far enough ahead of her so that when i went around the curve in the road which led to her home, she would not see me. I guess I've always had some artistic talent so I took the money she gave me and used it for art school."Lifting her head she said, "Had it not been for Andy Taylor, by now I would be a two-dollar hooker rotting inside with sexually transmitted diseases — if I were even still alive."Then she said nothing would give her more pleasure than to come out to Los Angeles to do the portraits. She tried to argue that covering her expenses was payment enough, but Kathy insisted on the fee.While they were.