"I can't take it all Brad," tears from my effort were streaming down my face but my dick was still hard as ever. "Don't talk. Your mouth is only good ...or one thing," Brad barked. "I think you just need a bit more inspiration. Some men don't recognize themselves as a cocksucker until they see it for themselves." Brad then grabbed me under the arms and lifted me off the grounds. Brad was a much stronger man then I was and he was demonstrating that to me. I walked behind him until we were. . When the one you want makes eye contact with you - her ass, her body, and her heart, belongs to you right then. There’s nothing she could do about it, even if she wanted to.”“What will happen if two women hear me and look my way?”“Remember, you choose the one you want. They don’t choose you. You could be sitting at that honky-tonk we played at a couple of weeks ago, and see four high-class women out on the town for a Ladies Night Out, or just celebrating some kind of shit or other, and decide. I caught up to Beth at the door to her bathroom. She said she had to pee. I turned away, but she said, its ok to watch, so I did. She pulled down her shorts, and then her panties. She had a full mane of dark pubic hair, which I enjoyed looking at. I took more pictures as she sat herself on the toilet. She used her hands to separate the lips of her pussy, letting me get a good look at her pussy. She let forth a stream of piss, and I continued to shoot pictures. When she finished, I asked if she. The remaining two men at the bar already felt they had lost. Therewas such an air of confidence to this young man that they felt theywould never get a chance. Much to their surprise though, a minutelater, the young man almost ran out of the bar, muttering under hisbreath, "Bitch!" The two remaining men looked at one another and the bartenderconsidering their chances. If this woman had shot this man down whatwould their chances be? A second after making eye contact with theother customers,.