" Jesus Jess, I had you figured out as a bit of a smart kid but now I don't know. Anyone who thinks they don't need an education for a job must be a b...t of a klutz." And I suppose you have a master's degree in cooking mister smart arse?" No Jess, I left school when I was fifteen, I grew up in an orphanage and education was just to minimum standard, kids moved out at sixteen and usually got a job in some low paid occupation. If I had the chance again I would try to get a better education but. There was a long pause, to the point where I was just deciding to give up and a relatively small cock appeared tentatively at the opening. However it was nicely formed and the neat foreskin was half drawn back, the shaft only half way through the hole.Squatting, I quickly clasped it in my mouth and drew it to me sucking gently and coaxing it forward. The stem was gratifyingly rigid and the skin a silky soft as it slid over the hard inner. The owner emitted a loud groan, sufficient to cause me. I looked up at him, and he smiled down at me. He ran his hands down my torso, and back up again. He cupped my breasts in both of his hands and began kneading them. I let out a small moan, grinding my ass back against him. He turned me around very quickly, and pushed me back against the shower wall. The hot water beat down on us as he bent down to squeeze my ass with both hands. Before I knew it, he lifted me off of the ground and roughly pinned me against the wall. I smiled at him and wrapped. Her breath panted onto my face, jambalaya and bread. It had been so long since I had had a woman. I savored every detail, every scent, every touch. I rushed her, no more.She pinched her nipples as her eyes closed and her head turned from side to side. Her soft purring moans drifted to my ears. I couldn't get enough. I inhaled deeply, taking in her musky, girl scent. It was all so heady and surreal. The room was getting darker as the sun touched the top of the buildings across the river. There.