We contacted via WhatsApp and I sent my photo. He said me to meet me at 2:30 pm.At 12:00 I got up did brush and bath and finally got ready and set out...by 1:50.I reached his place(he shared on map) and I introduced myself properly.About him.He is a man about 5.10 fair and good looking with 6 inches dick. We went to the bedroom and started talking about various things and personal things.The chat is of follows, He: please takes some water.Me: Thanx.He: where are you from?Me: I am currently. A girl like you can pick up a guy like that at any dance club or restaurant or even off the street anywhere in the world. I know because I went through a lot of those guys before I met Steve.”Molly glanced down the hallway where her cousin’s husband had just departed.“He knows all about the ones I knew,” Suzy confirmed. “He knows about most of the ones you’re going to run into, too. I’m going to tell you something I think you probably already know: Guys like Trevor are everywhere but you’re not. I was.She looked at me wryly."Can I pick up customers?" referring to the fact she was dressed like a hooker."Only if they're worthy of you, Janey," I replied as I climbed into the back of the limo.That comment set her thinking and I heard her muttering darkly over our link when she realized that any 'customer' she could 'pick up, ' as she put it, would automatically not be worthy of her, and besides, what would the price of that sale be. A conundrum, for sure.The interior of the limo was dark. We made love. I was dying to get more details of the previous night, but I knew the memory was too close. Over the next few days Jen told me everything."How was he?" We were in bed caressing each other. After Jen didn't respond, I said, "I know you're afraid of hurting my feelings, but you won't, I promise. Please tell me, I want —" He was good," Jen interrupted. "He was really good." Did he fuck you good?"Jen reached down and stroked my hard dick. "Oh yeah," she moaned. "He's so strong, and.