I grab the hem of her dress and pull it up exposing her fabulous round nylon ass. Phil is dying to get at her so I move over to one side. We each now ...ave a nylon leg and her big ass to play with. With her shaven nylon pussy now fully exposed I tell Phil to finger her, push her pantyhose up her cunt, make her cum! Phil starts out slow gently easing two fingers up her cunt at the same time jerking his cock and slapping her ass with it. The bitch is out cold and has two guys fingering her and. I love it! But again just not touching my ass hole. I love anal play and I would enjoy if she puts her finger up my little hole. But no,..time to do my back and shoulders. She spread her knees and sat on my behind moving her pelvis up and down, pushing and rubbing my cock over the towel..Time to turn over..!! When I turned over I exposed my clean shaved cock and balls to her in all it's glory..! She looked down at my cock, put her hand on it and said: 'Massage here too..?' How on Earth could I. I knew she hadn't gotten any since her college professor boyfriend, Ronnie, had left for a sabbatical to Egypt. I once caught her rubbing herself on the desk when I came back early from lunch. We never mentioned it to each other.I knew she was mortified.I asked Veronica to come with me to Slick Willie's place. He had a pool hall/bar/juke box dance room place just below 23rd Street. His clientele were a mixed breed of whores, pimps, con artists, gamblers, and hustlers. It used to be a pretty. One with a mind full of book learning, but no memories of my own. Having an adult body, but no experience about what that means. Initially I was also only a passenger in that body.I have memories from that very first moment, but not because I consciously kept them. I was a long way from consciously doing anything for myself. Instead I was simply obeying a minor directive in my core programming to keep a record of all my important experiences. Since I didn't know what was important and what.