She kept the top of the sleeve unzipped to show off just a littleof her plump, bulging flesh. Doing this attracted the right type ofclients and warded...off the others. It drew men that craved dominationlike honey did to flies.Valerie heard a car door slam shut a little ways down the street and hergaze followed the sound. She'd been so busy scoping for Johns that she'dhardly paid attention to the peeping boy in blue. She'd noticed the copcar earlier, but thought nothing of it. Probably just some. “Do you want Astirise to keep sucking your cock or would you like me to fuck you?” a voice suddenly says. It is like sweet honey, dripping nectar from a flower.Immediately Marshall knows who the voice belongs to. Though he has never heard her voice, he knows. Without looking up or away from the creature he answers, “I’d like you to fuck me again.”“Good,” the master purrs. “I was hoping you would.”For just a fleeting moment Marshall wonders if he really has a choice. It is just a question and is. ”“But, Mike is my friend…”“James, he cheated on me first. If you don’t fuck me then I will just go out and find someone else.”I begin to run my hand over his already stiff dick, though his jeans.“ Now James, I know you want to fuck me so why not let it happen?”I slide off the couch and position myself between his legs, massaging his cock through the denim the whole time. He tries to close his legs but I force them open and quickly attack his zipper. Taking his nine-inch dick out isn’t even a. After Carla quit school, she concentrated a lot of her time on her hedonistic lifestyle, but from time to time, she would grow restless. When the urge hit her, she returned to the stage in a number of community theater productions.One of the young girls in the company - a cutie named Cheryl - took to coming over in the afternoons and sunning with Carla. She was a sweet girl with shoulder-length auburn hair and a dusting of very light freckles scattered across her nose and upper cheeks. Cheryl.