" Since her shift was over we headed out to a bar down the street from the hotel which was across the street from her apartment. We immediately starte... hammering down shots of tequila and in no time were feeling good. She was now out of her bar stool and standing between my legs, leaning back against me in my bar stool as we took shots together as she would occasionally turn her head to kiss me. After a few more shots her left hand found its way behind her as she started to rub my cock as she. Jerry liberally applied oil to his thick rod and then poured a generous amount on my ass. He massaged it into my skin and butt crack. With a few slides of his oiled up dick in my crack, Jerry pulled back a few inches and had his dickhead pressed firmly against my hole. No foreplay. No talking. No discussing terms. Jerry knew he wanted to fuck me again and that was that. It was time to get back to business.After having sex all weekend with Jerry, I was sore. I think to a certain extent, we both. I needed to find a way to downplay my looks, no easy task. I had the disadvantage that I didn't wear much makeup so I couldn't just go without. I also needed something to hide my sensational body.My clothing collection is so large it's obscene for one person to have that much. I had more clothes in my wardrobe that I never wore than most women ever own. I owned clothing for every occasion. I was sure that if I needed it, I could find clothing appropriate for the first landing of aliens on earth. He also used to send vulgar messages. But my sister didn’t tell about this to anybody. One day the unthinkable happened. I was checking my sister’s phone and in inbox there was an mms picture sent by the bullet guy. It was the pic of his PENIS. It was huge, long and black. I thought it was gross. But you know, i didn’t do anything about it. In fact i kinda liked it. That bullet guy was literally begging my sister to be friends with him. He also joined her tuition classes where he can stare at.