” She knew that she had no choice other than to leave and accost another patron of the motel so she quickly agreed. She told me to take my pants off...and sit on the bed. Keep in mind that I’d never done it with a prostitute before. All of my relationships before were consensual ones between just normal folks wanting to get off. My only experience of this kind of thing were from the dirty stories I'd read on the Internet. But I’d read enough of those stories about hookers to figure out how to. Sure the person sitting in the chair was Chad, but he was unshaven, his hair looked like it hadn’t been cut and was in need of a wash. His clothes looked dirty and there was a bitter twist to his mouth. She could tell on further inspection that his muscular build was not quite so muscular anymore. It broke her heart to see him this way, especially when she remember him when he was so handsome and strong. ‘What the hell are she staring at? I thought you were supposed to teach me how to walk. “I sure did, Eddie. I’m determined to drop at least fifty pounds so I can wear one of those t-shirt dresses like Anne was wearing yesterday.”“You’ll get there too, and don’t forget, we have a date - the day after you wear one of those dresses to work.”“I’m going to hold you to it too, Eddie ... I mean, well uh, you know what I mean.”“I sure do and I’ll hold you to it.”We were walking down the hall past my office when Lydia looked at me. “That sign had your name on it. I thought you were taking. No words were spoken. We stared at each only a few moments before, like magnets,our body pulled together. Her wet lips tasted as good as she smelled. We graspedair through our nostrils as our lips locked and we traded luscious tongues. Asif she knew my wildest of dreams, she dropped to her knees and separated my bluetowel swallowing my thick but soft black dick. She sucked andengulfed me. My manhood hardening with each lap of her tongue and ebony shaftgetting engorged, thicker and wetter with.