When you’ve had enough, I can drive you home. Simple as that.” He sat back, letting her digest his words.“You’d really be willing to do that f...r me?” Rachel asked, in awe that this big star would put himself out for someone like her.“Like I said, I know how difficult it is for someone in your shoes, just starting out and all.” He paused and looked at her solemnly. “I know this is supposed to be my night off, but if you think it’ll help, I’m more than willing to give you a lesson in being the. I asked him if after dinner while I cleaned up the kitchen if he would mind talking to her about it and he agreed.After dinner I told them to go into the living room and relax and I would clean up the mess. I could hear them talking softly and her exclaiming she didn't know about it and him telling her he was sure god understood she still had needs and perhaps had brought him into our lives for this purpose. He held her hand and asked if she minded if they prayed about it. She agreed and after. I closed my eyes and arched my back, melting into the couch as he forced his tongue into my wet vagina and smothered my clitoris with his soft, wet lips.“Mmmmmmm, baby,” I quietly cooed, “you’re so good.”He didn’t stop to respond but kept his diligent mouth on me, working me like a good boy. I ran my fingers through his hair and scratched his scalp, encouraging him to eat my bald pussy and bring me to another mind-numbing orgasm.I heard his lips smack gently off my swollen labia and felt as he. I seem to have a habit for picking some winners, maybebecause any decent woman would take one look at the disaster I live inand run the other way.I'm usually better off buying my female companions - at least that's amore honest relationship.Now, where was I? Oh yes, a story. First, we need a main character. Weneed a guy the reader can be reasonably comfortable with. He cant be agoody-goody, but he cant be a total asshole either, unless he then getswhat's coming to him.So whose our main.