He can feel how much I want his one-eyed python. He doesn't pack a wonder worm, I know that much. " Do it your way, then, but if you don't get laid, I...ll be very disappointed." You'll be disappointed! I'll get laid. That, I promise. Well, here goes. I'll call you at three and tell you how it went. Clear your schedule."At five till three, Betty received a call from Martha:"Betty, I couldn't wait." I can tell you've been laid. Details, girl, details." I go in, as usual, and as usual, he checks me. Yawning, she turned her head, hearing footsteps coming slowly down the stairs. Grinning as she hid her yawn, she guessed another weary second shifter was heading home.She saw his boots first, and jeans that hung over and down to the laces. Dark brown, heavy boots; scuffed and warn. The hem of a black leather trench coat was next as he continued slowly down the stairs. It was about then that time seemed to act weird for Sarah. It... slowed.The coat hung open, revealing his faded blue jeans, so. ?Today Mary, you will make me cum? he proclaimed. She looked up at him and smiled, then looked down at her hardened nipples and watched him circling as the melting ice dripped onto her thighs. ?Today Mary, you wont enjoy my cock at all? he continued.Puzzled she looked up at him, not sure how she would achieve his orgasm without touching his cock. He saw her confusion and laughed. ?Today Mary, I will use you for my pleasure, and my pleasure alone, you wont derive any pleasure from the act. I don't want you to get in trouble. But I need a big favor. Just let her stick around long enough to choose a few things, then she will give you the best blow job of your life."His mouth hung open for a moment before his face lit up and he grinned. He emerged from behind the counter and hung an 'OUT TO LUNCH' sign in the door before locking it.I gave him a thumbs up and went to see what Katie was getting into. When I caught up to her, she was browsing the large selection of dildos and.