She looked over at the wall of books, and asked, “What time do you need to be back home?”“I don’t know, I guess before midnight.”She looked ...t him seriously. “It’s midnight right now.” She sat up and pulled his shirt around her. “Hey,” he said, pulling the shirt back open and gently squeezing her breast. “I wasn’t done cuddling yet.” He tried pulling her back into his arms, but she pulled back and sat up on the couch. “You have to go.” She was looking around the floor and couch, then picked her. She fucked me slowly with only one intent in mind, pleasing me and making me cum inside her. She was very good at it. I suggested that she could make a fortune as a stripper and she laughed. During college she had earned her spending money doing just that.Then we talked about the ups and downs of the stripping business, the need for bouncers, and the need to keep the girls off drugs, prostitution, and booze. When I suggested a juice bar she laughed and asked who would pay for juice to watch. To...”It happened before I could get my words out. My loins spasmed in an explosion of pleasure. I cried an incoherent wail. Semen surged thick and fast up my shaft and ejected into Jack's mouth. Contraction after contraction gripped my cock, sending spurt after spurt of cum spraying from me. He continued to lunge up and down all the way through my orgasm. With each of Jack's movements, I thrust up to meet him, as if trying to inject my juices into his very soul. He milked me until my body hung. There hiring at the sunshine (name changed lol) bar, my partner said. You have got to be joking i stammered….that place is full of dirty old men and i have heard some horror stories. Oh well he said, just thought i would say. Im in my early 30s a bit chubby but can still turn a head when i put my mind to it. Another friday came and went and i thought about what my partner had said, whats the harm in just calling i told myself. I spoke to a man called paul who said to come down saturday.