When John Meets Amy Schumer... Well it would most definitely start at the John's Erotica Headquarters aka Starbucks Coffee Cafe, I sometimes catch you...sneaking by looking adorable. So there I am strategizing my different X-Rated, Erotic Stories. Transferring the paperback to tech. Displaying them for my subscribers on my AL B. SureJohnVeNOM Xhamster.com page. You sit down "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" I "Nah, whoa,,, wait a minute your Amy Schumer, I love your stand up, your hilarious,. She gasps as she feels him slam into her so hard, and her eyes begin to roll back as she feels the warmth of his cum fill her pussy. The sensation is too much for her as she instantly cums herself, her body shivers and shakes from the orgasm. Letting go of her legs and letting her down on the ground gently, they stand still for a moment to gather themselves. He pulls his dick out her pussy now halfway limps and drenched with the mix of his and her cum. He lets her leg down as she leans up. “I won’t let you cover it up. It’s beautiful.” “I...” He began to stammer. “I’m, I’m sorry.” “Whatever for?” I asked. “For this lovely thing? Bob, when a girl shows herself naked to you of her own desire, and you get an erection, she feels it’s a compliment to her. And I’m not going to let you waste it by masturbating, either.” “What are we going to do?” he whispered. I went up on tiptoe to kiss him on the mouth. His lips tasted of the wine. “We’ll make love, of course. Don’t you. John being courteous as ever asked if Joyce would like a drink and when he went off to the bar he found that she followed him and even squeezed in beside him at the bar pressing her 38 C bust into his side, John glanced in her direction and then gave her a smile.Suddenly John was tapped on the shoulder by one of his team members and was told that he was up next on the oche and he looked down at his watch and found he had been in conversation with Joyce nearly an hour and yet neither of them had.