The police were sweeping the sidewalk with a spotlight, looking for more streetwalkers. She slid into the passenger seat as the light hit me in the ey...s. I covered my eyes and kind of waved, the way white people do when the police are bothering them. I gave the sort of wave that said “Hi Officer! Everything OK?” Since the police were clearly there for the streetwalkers, this wave worked just fine.“So, where do you want to go?” I asked.“Well, I’ve got a spot where I was working, but there are. Luke Zahn could not believe what his mother was doing. "Mom, Lori asked mea question and I answered it. She asked me why I was stupid and thoughtbaseball caps are better than dresses. I was not bickering. This is sounfair." He said in protest to the punishment which his mom was giving himfor making his sister cry once again. If Lori was going to make fun of himshe should be able to take the teasing back from him. That was fair andhis mom taught him that everyone needed to be treated. ”I honestly think I could come from just the way this woman talks to me. But her fingers are also building me up to a quick orgasm. My moans have become a stream of expletives.“Harder miss, please. Fuck I’m so close.”“I want you to come on my hand baby. I want to be able to smell you on me while they all look at us. I want to remember your sexy moans as I hear you speak to them.”The thought that she will be able to smell me on her fingers, during a client meeting, is so dirty and hot, it sends. I did wonder what the tube was all about. My curiosity increased when I next heard what I thought was just the sound of flesh slapping on flesh in a fresh bout of fucking. But this sounded too sharp, as if it were actual smacks of a hand rather than slaps of thigh against thigh. The smacks sounded quite loud and were accompanied by whimpers and groans. Was he spanking her? The smacks got louder and more frequent before finishing in a flurry.Then it went quiet…Until I heard a whoosh sound and a.