The public conveyance was moving slowly today. Sue made her way to the familiar corner and saw Alfie with his head buried in a newspaper. She managed ...o swing her hip in a tight little pivot and wound up with her bottom offered up for his silent pleasure. The handsome lad continued to read his newspaper with one hand and his other hand began immediate explorations below-decks.Soon poor Sue was literally hanging on his every little movement with a leaking puss and heaving bosom. The wise young. I've offered to do other things, but she says she gets more pleasure than I do from gobbling a meat whistle. Maybe it's because she rubs one out for herself while I spray cum down her throat. She's a sweet old girl and I'm very fond of her. Tuesdays I visit Mary, who lives directly across the street from me. She's petite, brown-eyed, big boobs. I get off work at seven and on my way home I stop to eat at Maggie's, a little breakfast and lunch place on Main Street. I'm a regular and Maggie makes. "Besides, I'm as flexible as hell. All you have to do is stay hard for me. Can you do that? " "Uh, yeah. Sure, no problem, " I managed to respond. "Good. I'm just gonna slip my panties aside and climb onto your lap." She tugged aside her white, lacy panties enough to give me a peek at the neatly groomed patch of hair around her tiny little snatch before lowering herself onto my turgid tool. It felt even better than it looked, slippery and warm, pulsing with a form of lustful abandon that seemed. I jumped up and opened it, and standing there was thistall, dark-haired man, in his late twenties, I guess. And was he handsome\ I thoughtI'd walked into the dreams of somebody rich and famous! He was in a lovely dark suitand spoke very pleasantly, but with a sense of urgency - so he was obviously sellingsomething. I was going to be easily persuaded!"Good evening Miss Revington," he said, looking down at his clipboard. "I'm herefrom Montien Restaurant, to ask you a few questions about our.