She checked it and saw it was from Jay, a 'friend' she had met online who she sometime played with outside of home. His message read, "Look out your w...ndow, I'm downstairs," and sure enough, there parked under the street light was Jay's SUV. "Be right down," Nat replied. As she hopped into Jay's SUV the first few snowflakes of a January snowfall were beginning to fall from the sky. The heat was cranked high in the vehicle and he sat in the driver's seat in a t-shirt and jeans. Jay put the car. It wasn't that long ago that I was in your position. It's really worked out well for me so far, and I bet it will for you too. Let's go out for an hour so I can show you what we do. If you don't like it, or don't think it's for you, I'll bring you right back here, and there will be no harm done. If you do like it, you'll probably be making a hundred dollars a day from now on." Is it a sales job?" Ellen, do you remember how Jim had you taste the sausage? Well, that's what we do. People taste it,. He came in for a kiss and lifted off then slid down slowly. What a thrill. He was controlling our lovemaking. He whispered: ”Please go long. Don’t come yet”. I was balls deep in my bitch. He had both hands on my tummy as he moved around. He rocked back and forth on my cock with his pink pole dripping on me forming little sperm pools. I was getting laid. Fucking this boy up the asshole just like any faggot wood love to do. He was so warm,. ”“Right, hmm… so, I’m wondering whether you’d like to come over to my place for lunch. Richard is in London and won’t be home till late.”“That would be nice. What’s your address?”Sally told me and I agreed to be there about one-thirty. ~~~~~I knocked on the door and waited. No response. I knocked again, louder this time. Then I heard movement on the other side of the door and Sally opened it. “God, is that the time? Sorry, come in. I’ve just got out of the shower.” She wore a bathrobe. “Go.