. hookers. They were there in all shapes and sizes, and there was no problem finding a young lady to haul your ashes for a few bucks if you were in t...e mood.One not-unusual evening, I went downtown cruising for some quick sex. The drill was to cruise the stroll, about 4 blocks long, until you saw what you wanted. Then you'd make eye contact, turn onto a side street, and the girl would come to your car. I'd been alternately cruising the blocks, then stopping into one of the bars for a quick. I want you to take all that I give you, like a good girl.” “Yes, Master. I want to feel your cock in my throat. Please fuck my throat, Master?” I feel his cock twitch lightly against me as I beg him for his cock. He smiles down at me with a twinkle in his eye. “Oh, trust me, my sweet pet. I’ll fuck your throat nice and good. Now open your mouth, Slut.” I grin up at him. I open my mouth wide as he pushes himself into me, giving me no warning of how fast he will thrust into my throat. I feel. How’s your work going?”“My work is fine. Now, tell me why Dorothy left me for Robert. If you care as much as you say you do, then you will tell me so I can change whatever it is. It won’t help me with Dorothy but I’ve lost you as well now. If I know then I can change it.”“You can’t change it, Goyse, because it’s not about you. Dorothy left you because Robert has something that you can’t give her. It wasn’t about you. It may not even have been about Robert. It was more about Dorothy.”“What about. I listened as I heard the other person undo his trousers and seat themselves on the bowl of the toilet. I sat there, nervously, as my cock was still hard from the transvestite porn I'd been perusing. My eyes were all over the back of that door, reading about threesomes, blowjobs and rough, anal sex.It was at this point that I noticed something in the corner of my eye, and as I looked around and upwards, a young man in his twenties had his gaze firmly on my erect cock from over the partition of.