”“You sound very sexy. Do you have nice tits?”“I do. Do you have a big cock?”“I do. Want to chat privately? I can make you cream your...panties.”“Sure. What do I need to do?”“Just hit the private button and we can chat.”“Okay.”Mary did as Jim said to do and was routed to a different place. She was very excited to chat with him. Jim entered the room and immediately started to flirt with her.“Hey gorgeous! I’m sitting here with a hard-on for you. Tell me what you really look like. I bet. I'd driven past the place many times, and I'd always been intrigued by it, and I wanted to go inside and see for myself what it was like; but I'd always driven on past each time I'd initially thought I'd go in---except finally, on a very hot and humid summer day in 1981, I pulled into the dusty gravel parking lot and, with my heart pounding in my chest and neck, I walked in through the front door!The first thing that I noticed about the place was the heavy aroma of cigarette smoke. The place. Paul wondered if she meant the time they had a threesome together, and while he was wondering, Celia ushered him into the bedroom. The bed was unmade, sheets still rumpled from the couple’s slumber of the night before. ‘Sit, I’ll get you a blanket. I can see you’re still cold. Just sit there. I’ll be right back.’ He gave her a shy look but sat down on the end of the bed. When Celia took a step toward joining him, he quickly said: ‘Can I use the …you know?’ The facilities? Sure, take your. "Damn, you know how to suck cock," he grunted. "I heard all you little mages were whores at heart. You have to be to power your magic. Mmm, and you're proving it with that sweet mouth."My eyes squeezed shut. I let go of his balls and shoved my hand between my thighs. My pussy was on fire. I shuddered as I ran my fingers through my neatly-trimmed bush and brushed the lips of my aching pussy."Yes, you are a slut," he growled and ripped his cock from my mouth."What?" I gasped."I know you can take.