I used to give him ideas on how to encourage a girl and so and finally sent them in a date. After a couple of weeks I came to know the girl was not in...erested in him has he used to ask her directly that he wanted only sex. One day I found her crying near the parking area and asked her what the issue was then she told me that her boy friend has cheated her and she was feeling bad for it.I tried to console her but she wasn’t so I asked to move to her apartment has people may find wrong if a girl. Andrea Calkins, but her clothes were a different story. She was wearing a white floral-print dress under a black crepe vest, and she had on six-inch heels that made her strike a taller silhouette behind the lectern. Her black hair was several inches longer than Catherine had ever seen it, and it had brown balayage highlights. The old Andrea wouldn’t have known or cared what half of that fashion jargon meant, since she had long ago decided to take after Einstein and Steve Jobs and buy multiple. They parked, and before Karen could lock her car doors, the man had the motel room open and was standing impatiently in the doorway awaiting her. Karen walked slowly to the room, a half smile on her pretty face. As she entered, the man slammed the door and grabbed her roughly. As his mouth closed over hers, Karen reached down to open his pants. Bill shuddered as he felt her soft warm hands take hold of his throbbing prick. He shoved his tongue into her sweet mouth, and as she began to suck it,. And smiling. "If that is an interrogation, I'm ready to talk," he said jokingly. "That wasn't quite what I had planned," she replied as she sat up. She threw her right leg over his body as she got off him, his cock sliding from her pussy. Still bound to the bed, he looked up at her and asked, "Now what else do you have in mind?" "You really don't know anything, do you?" she asked as she reluctantly sat on the bed next to him. "No, but I was having too much fun to try to convince you," he said..