He could already picture the cute weirdo sitting in one of his chairs sipping on his whiskey as if they all belonged to her while she was undoubtly co...ing up with more plans for the second edition of her Wasteland Survival Guide.He walked up, shaking his leather jacket off his shoulders and throwing it on the shelf before entering his room. There she was, dressed in her usual work clothes that emitted the faint but lovely smell of machine oil. It was a smell he could never get enough of, clear. His cock was so hard and sticking up at an angle. I could see it much better in the kitchen lighting, as I slowly cupped his testicles and took a good look at his genitals. His cock was not overly large it seemed not that I had anything to compare it to as I had only seen his father's penis when it was limp. I brought my head forward and slowly took the head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the head. I could feed those feelings of need and want again and finally identified them as. .." OK. I see..." Yep. I'll get him to meet you there..." Three o'clock. Got it..." K. Bye."Sarah hung up the phone. "Three o'clock OK then?" I suppose so. I guess that was Lauren?" Mikey sighed."Yes. But you've got to meet her at a friend's house. She left her bike there while she was at uni. She's going to send me a message with the address." OK then. I'd better go and get ready," Mikey said, worrying how he was going to react when he saw Lauren again.*Mikey hopped off his bike and wheeled it. "I thought of getting a room, but I'm fucking you right here!" Shelly demanded. I climbed in the back, starting to undue my pants; hers was already off. My cock was throbbing and and popped right out into her hand. She looked up, licked it and took it deep in her mouth before telling me I needed to sit down."I've wanted to take you for a ride since we first started talking," she said. People were outside of her SUV, but the windows were tinted. "There will be plenty of time for me to suck you.