It was a runway configuration; red a dark red, brownish patch of curls that were somewhat thick at the center. From there they almost looked like mani...ured threads that thinned progressively in number and color towards the edges of the runway. The last strands seemed feathered down to the downy blond texture like a newborn baby. Was this natural or an exotic presentation?"You're not fucking done yet," he said. "I'm a customer. Come here and convince me to buy a fucking drink." I ... I ... I .... "my god, somebody is ready to play." She said laughing when my hands lost their grip, as she lowered herself to meet my penis, … face to cock. "Have you ever done this before?" she asked? "No …" I replied, while letting out a moan when she placed her hands around it. "I'll be gentle." She slowely pulled the forskin away, reveiling a red penishead. She opened her mouth, and let the tip of her tongue touch the head.. Her head shot up and she said, in a voice of wonder: ‘You’re Matt Wayne?’ ‘Why, yes,’ he said, looking at her then with curious eyes. ‘I’m . . .it’s me Carol Burns,’ she said almost excitedly. ‘Oh my!’ he exclaimed, ‘Carol! I can’t believe it!’ (A word of explanation: in high school, Matt and Carol had had one date. Matt was hopelessly smitten by her but she was the ‘property’ of Billy Felton, and Matt had no chance with her at all. He went away to college and tried to forget about Carol.). .. Her whole body shaking and sweating... “Oh, fuck yes ... Fuck yes ... Oh God!” – her accent getting stronger as her voice gets louder – cumming hard on his tongue. Her first of the day – but not her last!She holds the moment for as long as possible – keeping her legs open to let the big animal lick on ... Trying to hold her shaking midriff in position ... Her fingers digging into the backs of her thighs to the point that we half expect her long nails to punch through her flesh.The dog twists.