But you have to understand, if you’ve never seen a stripper, a Vegas stripper, they are drop-dead gorgeous. They look like they just up and walked o...t of a lingerie catalogue. So as we entered the booth, I couldn’t help but fall prey to that common mistake and wonder if she got turned on dancing for people. I can’t imagine she did, doing it day and day out, for anyone who asked. But we all like to think we’re the exception, right? The leopard print beanbag chair inside was huge and we slumped. “I’m Shelly Boldon. I’m 33, happily married to Raymond for the last 6 years, I work for the Department of Social Security, and I’m from Scarborough in England.”Raymond points out something he finds interesting on the beach, and Shelly smiles and nods.Cut to: a close-up of the two of them in a small, pleasant living room. Family pictures on the mantlepiece and walls, a huge (and very neat) collection of Star Trek DVDs and books filling most available space on the shelves.Shelly sits on a. He held me tightly down on him as he blasted his load deep in me. I counted five times that his cock pulsed and poured his hot sauce into me. Each time it spat a shot of his seed deep in my convulsing cunt. I love the wonderful sensation of my brothers, or anyones cum filling me. I am sure happy that I am on the pill. I would not want to miss that feeling for the world. We came to a sign that said we were near a rest stop. The truck driver tooted his horn and pointed at the sign. We dropped. After about 20 minutes we reached near an estate and there was a guy waiting. He asked me to go inside the estate. He followed me and after about 10 mins he asked me to stop. He came near me and lifted my uniform and got hold of my panty. He slowly brought it down while rubbing his fingers through my legs and got it off me. He asked me to sit down and he sat in front of me. He was rubbing my legs with his fingers. Slowly removed my shoes and socks.Meanwhile because of the grass there i had an.