I’m shy, you could say. But I'm human, like Morrissey says, and I need to be loved, just like anybody else does. So, instead of going out and meeti...g someone, I thought I’d try hiring a prostitute. I’d never done it before. And, to be honest, I didn’t even know how. You can’t just look them up in the yellow pages. And I didn’t trust the ads I saw in the free paper. So I decided to call my friend, Steve. Steve not only could hire a prostitute, he even had his own girlfriend. He was pretty. Combing her silvery white hair with her fingers, my prick began throbbing in my pants as she slowly undid the buttons of her dress. Allowing her garment to slip onto the trim lawn she ran her hands up an down her fit body.Her stockings were being held up by a white suspender belt. Unzipping I took hold of my thick length and watched her glide around the garden.As my beauty bent over to discard waste from the flower beds my wrist action became faster. Drawing closer towards me. It became obvious. We eventually came up with plans to keep each other busy. We started a contract bridge league (the card game). We started scrabble tournaments, chess tournaments, monopoly tournaments and other board games. We started bowling leagues, once the AIs figured out that the idea did not use space we didn't have and did not use too many supplies. We did pretty much the same for the dependents and concubines. There were mother support groups that the ladies attended, some of the groups invited male. “Sure,” I said. “But only if you let me put it in your mouth.” “I don’t know about that.” She replied. “Trust me, Stephanie, you’ll love the way it tastes.” I told her. She looked up at me. “I don’t know what to do,” she said finally. “Don’t worry, I’ll show you,” I told her. Stephanie moved from the couch to the floor, she stared at my cock while she balanced herself on all fours, approaching me slowly. “Wet your lips with your tongue,” I instructed her. “And put the tip of my cock into your.