To get herself ready. This involved trying on her lingerie selection, then bathing and shaving her tight pussy. At eight o’clock her man arrived. I ...pened the door to him, while she sat in the lounge wearing hold-ups, a basque, boots and a slutty smile. When I showed our guest into the room where this vision of naughtiness was waiting, he flashed me a look that said, “I’m going to give your girl the fucking of her life.” I had to smile back knowing that he was probably right, judging by the. Our conversation turned back to business.I didn't have to ask if she was still mad at me. I knew as soon as I heard her voice that she no longer held me responsible for chasing her father away. There was a noticeable refinement in her voice, a little deeper, but otherwise she sounded the same as I remembered. The English have a word for it, cheeky. She was delightfully cheeky."I'd like to see you too," she almost purred and I knew she no longer harbored any resentment towards me.When I hung up. ' Ron replied '...but I need eighty dollars for my rent and sixty for utilities...' I could not help myself, I reached over and squeezed Ron's man hood and gasped at the firmness of his tool and how it throbbed in my grip. (Let me get on with this and tell you what happened, it was fantastic...) Once inside my apartment I guide Ron to my bedroom and embraced him tightly, Ron responded saying softly '...before we go any farther lets get that other matter out the way. I stepped back and. .. and squeezing. "It was hot and sweet and slippery; I let it slide around and coat my teeth and gums. I savored the taste for as long as I could before letting each precious drop escape down my throat." My own cock was leaking precum supplying a protective shield for its tender head."Are you ready?" Phil asked."Yes, Phil. I'm ready, I need your cock, and I want your cock. Please let me suck your cock!"Phil had turned the chair sideways and was standing next to it. "If you want it come and get.