It was amazing to see June so engrossed in her act, that she did not see me enter the place. However, when she did see me sitting along the wall, her ...exual romp kicked into high gear. June walked over to where I was sitting, bent over at the waist, and gave me a picture perfect view of her tits. Then, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips. There was no doubt that she enjoyed acting like a slut. Next, she sat by me and grabbed my crotch with the entire bar watching her actions. Her goal. But of course it could never be the flesh and blood that is you. In my mind I talk to Rick, my trucker fucker supreme – but sometimes, like last week, I take on my bi-mode and enjoy the opportunity that sometimes, as a motel owner, comes to me. When poor Patsy was stranded and had nowhere to go, she’s lost her purse having stayed here in a room for three days, I thought at first it was an excuse not to pay, but her tears said she was genuine. What could a guy do other than to offer her another. "delicious" he said, and he went back to her panties. He was really going to town, and I figured he might cum soon. For some reason the urge came over me, and I felt like I really wanted to help him cum to her. So I offered him a hand. He nodded, so I knelt between his legs and took over stroking his cock for him. He now had both hands free to enjoy her pictures and her panties. He started moaning loudly calling out her name. Saying how good her pussy tastes, and how she is going to make him. “I have very few friends and no one I can really talk to.” “I always thought you rather popular,” I said. Her sudden confiding in me had caught me off-guard and I wasn’t entirely sure what to do. Giving advice had never been my forte. Mrs Malcolm gave a small smile. “You’re sweet to say so Pauly, but I mean people I can talk to, friends I can trust. I don’t have very many real friends and women tend to not like me, but I can trust you though, can’t I Pauly?” she asked. I nodded my head. .