I put some perfume on and was ready for a night of bliss with my sexy body, some stories and my fantasies.I grabbed a few of my fathers penthouse maga...ines and went into the living room to enjoy my evening. I lit a small lamp and settled on the couch for some good reading. I had spent an hour reading and my cock was raging between my legs waiting for relief. Every story I read I was the woman getting hammered with hard hot cock. I was every woman sucking on a mans cock and swallowing every. She was tired of living scared all the time. Scared of men, scared of life, scared of feeling like a failure. She showed up at the club on time. Actually, she was a bit early. She was dressed head to toe in black: black push up bra (and Janet was surprised at how big her breasts looked) black lace briefs that thankfully covered her stomach, black stockings, black jeans, and a black halter top. Some lace up boots with a little bit of a heel completed her look. She told Xavier what she'd be. It was chilly and the wind was gusting as i crossed the street. I sort of noticed a van following me on the left. I figured the driver was looking for a place to park. I glanced over and saw the driver motioning to me. I figured he must be lost and needed directions. I walked over as the window rolled down. After saying hello, he blurted out "so how would you like to make some money?" I nodded and asked what i had to do? I was wearing my sexiest full slip, garters and stockings underneath my. We both settled back into our original positions on the couch; only this time my pants were off and my panties were soaked. I just came on my friend’s face, I thought as I swigged my drink, staring into Karen’s eyes. Without rupturing eye contact, I picked up the yellow pillow that had fallen off the couch during our impromptu oral, and covered my wetness with it. “Are you cold?” no, I answered quickly and awkwardly without thinking. We sat and glared. “What? Say something” she smirked at my.