I needed that. You have no idea how badly I needed that,” I panted as his fingers exited my vagina. I reached my hand out to him and guided him to s...and. I felt such an outpouring of love and affection for him at that moment. “Don, I think I’d like you to fuck me now. Would you do that for me? Be my first?” Don simply nodded as he stood. He towered over my five foot, nine inch frame. I had not fully realized the stark difference in our heights previously, but, at six foot, three inches, he was. For a few extra quid, they would knock out as many as were needed.Thrash and Burn Spares were one such shop. Walking up to the counter Rob eyes the grease monkey serving. Handing him a folded piece of paper, the grease monkey, prising his head away from his mobile phone, opens it to see three number plate registrations and four fifty pound notes. No words needed to be spoken, and with a nod, he walks into the back room. Within half an hour Rob was on his way back to the warehouse with shiny new. She was around sixty, but in her swami job she usually tried to lookeighty. The outfit she'd put together for our meeting seemed like shewas trying to look fifty, and she wasn't quite pulling it off. Herhair was a brassy red that was either a bad dye job or a bad wig. Shewas wearing a black sheath dress with a jacket over it, that wasprobably supposed to be her version of a "LBD," but really just madeher look lumpy and shapeless. Her shoes were so pointy they lookeddated and must have hurt. She had great tits. Not huge but he had been with some big titted women escorts. They had big tits and wore gowns slit to the waist showing a lot of tit. He liked those dresses as he could play with the tits in the back of his limo and suck them on the way to the event that night. They were a good fuck as that is what they were paid to do but they could not suck his cock like Sue. When he would take Sue to an event she always sucked his cock in the limo all the way there and all the way home.