Her little sissy of a husband wasn't doing it for her. The poor girl didn't realize how much she likes cock until she met me."They found that amusing....They were also amused when Gary explained why I'm dressed the way I am. He showed them the sheer top I wore all day at work today, or at least I wore it when I wasn't standing around naked. He bragged about how quickly his business picked up once word started getting out around town that I'm working for him.While we were talking the two teenage. We’re on the couch still and I reposition her so that she’s on the edge and I move on my knees facing her. “Gorgeous, fucking Gorgeous” I tell her as I kiss her inner thighs and gently spread her slight pussy lips. I’m not lying in the least, she is beautiful “down there”, the delicate shape, the pink hue and her sweet smell. I begin slowly, mostly tongue, some fingers as well, also flicking at her clit. Her moaning and intermittent “oh god”, “fuck yes” only accentuate the experience. I was. I turned from the window as streams of cum shot from my wild cock head. I gave him a little time and then I knocked on his door, dressed in an old thin robe. He said to come in and he had the sheet pulled over him. The smell of cum was strong on his lips as I gave him a good night kiss. I mentioned that his mouth tasted really good as I left. I made sure that my robe pulled apart a little to give him a glance at my swinging spent fuck meat.Several nights later while snuggling on the couch we. But did I dare accept a lift from a known pimp?“I don’t think I’m safe going with you, Ernie,” I said frankly. “I’ll just call AAA from the clinic. As soon as I walk in, they’ll probably tell me my lights are on. Thank you.”“I’m not a threat to you, miss. You are doing good things for our neighborhood. I give you my word.”What should I do? I’d wanted to meet the mysterious pimp for a long time. I had planned to give him a piece of my mind. What better opportunity would I ever have? I made sure.