I began to wonder if my dick would ever get wet, but then I remembered she was over the age of twenty-five, which kept me at ease. It seemed every squ...rmy reaction from me made her cream. If anyone knows the sexual term describing the tickle-torture fetish, contact me. Even in all my porn watching, I had yet to see any video that involved tickling. The tickling intervals eventually became shorter and all her attention focused on my dick—stroking then sucking. Finally. I got her naked and. It would cost you well over a hundred, each, if I was a prostitute,” she kidded. They eyed her body up and down, tits barely contained in her low-cut top and a skirt so short it was useless to call it one. Her appearance and body language said, available.“Are you?” Rod wanted to make sure.“A prostitute, no, I’m just a lonely, slutty housewife looking for some action,” she smiled at each.“Then maybe was can give you the action you’re looking for?” Rod hinted.“That depends on how good you dance,”. ‘Paddy tell you anything else about Schmidt?’ Opal added to the wrinkles in her brow by scrunching up her face. ‘I’m trying to remember, honey.’ She slid her fingers through the San Andreas Fault line of her breasts and gave one of her tits a squeeze. A puckered nipple poked at her thin housecoat. Her voice turned raspy. ‘You got anything that might jog my memory a little?’ Moe reached into his pocket, pulled out a couple of bills, and tossed them on the table. ‘Maybe Lincoln and his buddy can. Johnny put his program over his erection, embarrassed and astonished. He looked at the women dancing in some mad effort to self-justify his arousal, and they were beautiful as ever but he found his hard-on fading.What the fuck?A look back at the men got him pumped again, and he wondered what it would be like to kiss that round, muscled ass, to reach around and fondle...When Cassie returned, she found that Johnny was missing. When he, in turn, came back from his own trip to the rest room, his.