There were no more than ten steps until Danny found himself in the cellar. There were a few boxes spread around and what looked like an old sofa. Paco...was close behind him and gently pushed the lower part of his back towards the tatty red sofa. "Strip for me," he ordered as he passed Danny and sat down. Danny stood in front of him lost for words thinking to himself how in hell did he find himself in such a situation. "Strip!" shouted Paco "Top first." Danny decided it would be best to comply as. Now, get down, turn around, and bend over,” I told her.“Mmm… yeah, I like it from the back. Fill my pussy up with your big, hard dick,” she said.I didn’t reply, I just stepped back, giving her enough room to get down. She hopped down from the sink and wasted no time turning around and bending over. She arched her back and spread her legs which accentuated her sexy ass. “Close your legs,” I told her.She did as she was told, and I stepped closer to her. I put a hand on her ass and caressed it. I put on my skin tight blue jeans and a Christmas sweater Mom went to the phone and called someone and Said meet me at the Boutique , We walked in side and the owner Mr Parker a tall and lanky Black man we went in the back room where I was he took off my sweater leaned my hair back was washed it he rubbed the shampoo, rinsed it out, then the cream rinse and wash it out too, Then he finally talked he kept calling me honey, then all of a sudden I felt him grab my hand and place it on his pants. This story is about one of those meets, and how I have jackoff material for years after this evening. It was a typical Wednesday evening, drinking a beer and watching the tube when Karole suggested we go see Bowen the upcoming Saturday. I agreed, and after a couple more drinks, was told ‘Thank You’ in a sexy voice as she kissed my lips. Hmm, that seemed a little odd, oh well, she really wanted to go, it had been a while since we saw him. She asked if I could still work some magic and get us.