Callahan lived with his wife and two daughters in an apartment in Brooklyn. At first glance, Callahan looked like a model citizen, but he was unemploy...d and had been for some time. However, his wife had a job that paid well enough to support them, though not in what I would call comfort.Anyway, Callahan's wife worked at a secretarial job in a manufacturing company from 8-5, and the two girls went to school from 7-2, so we had mornings to work on Callahan. We could show up about 8:30 and have. The concrete scrapes at my knees as we step out onto the sidewalk. I curl a bit into myself in modesty as I look about to see if anyone is around. Fortunately, there doesn't appear to be anyone but the cars passing by on the highway, likely too quick to get a good view.The sidewalk leads out into the strip of a parking lot for the motel where there are a few cars parked. Just in front of the door to the room we were in is parked a large sedan. He makes sure to lead me far enough down the. It wasn’t until by chance I was driving through a town centre on a Thursday or Friday night that I saw girls going clubbing.It never occurred to me that if I wanted to see skimpy-dressed, sexy-dressed girls – which as a compulsive masturbator and girl-worshipper of course I do very much – that seeing them going clubbing was easily the best way to do it, and from that moment I became a regular sight on street corners, a pervert in his dirty mac, in many towns and cities on Thursday, Friday,. " Doug gave the butt cheeks more resounding slaps. Then he gingerly pushed his cock a little into the pussy only to have the whole shaft suddenly and forcefully "swallowed" by Serena pushing her pussy backwards into his pelvis. Serena maintained the rhythmic "tight-glove" movement over the cock until Doug learned to take over. “Oh my God!" His legs starting to give way a little but he kept pumping. It was only five minutes but he did it. He exploded inside her. This was Doug's first real fuck..