He glanced over at the steel bass player and shrugged. There was nothing to do but finish the song, and then he'd have to sing again, until Karen coul... make it back. If she did.He was still trying to put things back together when a blonde girl in a really well-turned-out cowgirl outfit walked up on the stage, picked up the microphone, and said, "Hey, turkey. You know 'Smoke-Filled Room'?" That chestnut?" the steel bass player said. This evening had been a loss, anyway, a total disaster, and now. N...no... not... sss ..sss.sssslutt... y. B..b...beautiful."I gave him a big, genuine smile at that point.... what a nice boy... and then I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulled them down a little, reached into his boxers, and pulled out what I had been touching. And let me just say wow... Bean was BIG. "Oh my god," I said to him, looking up..."It's gorgeous."His eyes were wide, looking down at my hand wrapped around his now hard cock... I'm wondering if I was the first girl to do this. I did “Man” things as well, I sometimes went down the pub, cleaned the car, a bit of gardening and window cleaning. I don’t suppose my work took up more than three or four hours on a busy day, and I tended to try and spread the workload out a bit over the week so that I didn’t have to play Catch Up with things very often. Life was pretty good. Sal’s life was pretty good as well I think. She loved her job. She loved the clothes she dealt with, she liked meeting the shop owners and their staff,. As soon as my cock popped into view, he reached out and touched my dick for the first time. His cool little fingers wrapped around my shaft and stroked up and down in tiny movements. Just his touch almost sent me over the edge again and I rasped out, “Just hold on to my peter for a minute George, okay? Don’t rub it yet. I don’t want to shoot out my cum too soon. Your hand feels really good and I’m afraid if you move it, I won’t be able to wait.” “Okay Stan. Will I get to suck on your.