Are you sorry you're taking me?”“No, I'm not angry and I don't know if I'm sorry I'm taking you with me. This is weird for me too, but you have to...take charge of your life.”“I'm trying. That's why I'm in this truck with you, but I told you, I've always done what other people think I should do.” She turned away and looked out the side window and sighed—something she did a lot. I didn't say a word and let the heavy silence fill the space. I thought about turning on the radio, but kept my eyes. As had been predicted, many of the houses she visited lavished candy on her in ridiculously large amounts. She noted which guys gave her appreciative glances, and if they were cute and nobody else was around she would raise the front of her skirt and show them her shaved pussy. She did the same for a stunningly beautiful woman who practically drooled over her… Candy was bi, so if the girl wanted to take things further she was up for that. Eventually, her bag to full to fit any more treats. It has everything that you would expect to find at a strip club; loud music, scores of gorgeous nude women, free-flowing booze, and other staples of decadence. It is one of the classier establishments around, with a cover charge of $50 just to get in the door. I have always left this place feeling quite satisfied with my experiences there and looking forward to returning, especially after my most recent visit. Prior to my last visit to the club, I had been away from it for several months, so a. I continued rocking slowly, letting his cock slide in and out of me. It seemed the slower I went, the more excited he became. “Faster.” He said to me. I moved up and down quicker, and it did not take long for Jakob to climax, expelling his warm cum deep inside me. I leaned into him kissing him, and soon laid my head on his chest, listening to the pounding of his heart. I tried to match my breathing to his. We snuggled together in the sun, enjoying the fading physical pleasure we had just given.