She noticed me looking at her and smiled. Her hand went to my prick and stroked it up and down with her soapy hands."I thought you might be too young ...or this, but you have quite a nice little penis."I smiled and said nothing; my feelings were unexpected and I didn't know what to say. Very soon I felt this overwhelming feeling of happiness and my knees buckled; I had had my first orgasm."Was that nice? I noticed you didn't spend at all." Yes ma'am, that was my first time I've been excited like. He worried for a second whether anyone had seen anything from across the street, even though he knew from experience that one could barely tell that someone was in the doorway from the sidewalk, let alone what they were wearing. He kissed her, then turned her around to hold the breasts her blouse offered him. He kissed her neck.Upstairs, they undressed each other to their watches. Maybe they should know the time. She untied his shoes and took them off. He wasn’t sure he wanted her doing that,. "Hot as fuck in here."Bumfelt took a last look at the pigeon. It was past caring. It didn't give two fucks how hot it was.Iva Whetsnatch was dripping with sweat such was the heat in her small apartment and the fact that the fucking air conditioner had shorted out days ago and the fact that she was bouncing up and down on Bumfelt's cock like it was an Olympic event and she was going for gold."Fuck me, Eddie, fuck me," she gasped, pumping her pelvis down in a rhythm. " Fuck me, baby."He did. If. ?" Rebecca gasped. Beneath the flimsy, pale-blue fabric of her short-sleeved, uniform blouse, she felt her skin tingle... "SERGEANT!" the prostitute replied. She took hold of the policewoman's hand and pulled Rebecca closer."... WHAT?" whispered the brunette police officer... "PLEASE, " Sergeant Rebecca O'Grady protested, "I'M A POLICEWOMAN, MISS?" YES..." purred the 'convicted' prostitute."NO!" Rebecca gasped. She had caught the prostitute in a 'compromising position'... "SARGE..." the woman.