Don knew it took guts on her part, maybe helped by the alcohol to say what she did say. It had to be a major frustration that she could no long keep i... inside her.Don could see she was anxiously looking at him for what his response or reaction would be. Nothing was said but he did stand and looking down at her he saw what was a worried, apprehensive look on her face. When he extended a hand to her the look on her face changed to one of relief and then to a smile. She took his hand and in rising. Neither really satisfied. He decided to call her -- he had something to report, after all. After the usual intermediaries, she came on the phone.“Carolyn Nolan speaking.”“Carolyn! How good to hear your voice. Have I ever complimented you on your telephone technique? The meat loaf was delicious. And I ate the apple.”“Did you have any more of the lettuce?”“Um.” Well, she hadn’t said to.“I’m glad you eat out so much. Restaurants will, at least, serve you veggies and salad.”“Anyway, I saw the. She wrestled me down to the floor of the shower, sat on top of my dick and started bouncing up and down on me at one hundred miles an hour. She was going so intensely that her boobs were a blur, going up and down, and all over the place and my balls started hurting from her crashing down on them. I could only last a little over ninety seconds of this, so I told her I was about to cum.She suddenly got off me, bent her mouth over my dick, and started to give me a frantic blowjob, as if I was. "I can't afford any increase in the rent for this joint."She turned to close the door. She seemed to feel the eyes under the hat brim taking her measure. Perhaps deliberately, she leaned forward a bit as she shut the door, allowing the material of her dress to pull tight over her bottom. She carefully shut the door and walked to the middle of the room."What can I do for you doll face? I don't mind a reasonable amount of trouble, but somehow you look like you could cause more than just that." I.