.." "Do you want..." "Sorry go ahead." "No, it's O.K., you first." ... "I was going to ask if we should put the rose in a vase, if I have one." "I don't know, what do you usually do with the many flowers you must receive?" "I don't ever get flowers," she laughed. "Really." "Really. I haven't ever." . Now Daddy needs his babygirl’s mouth on his cock,” Max ordered.I kneeled before him and took his beautiful, shaved, uncircumcised cock in my mouth. I noticed immediately that Max’s cock tasted like pussy. Max had been fucking Beverly just before I came in, which added to the eroticism. Max took a picture with his phone and complimented how beautiful I looked with a cock in my mouth. I loved sucking on Max; his cock had a long foreskin that covered the very bulbous cock head. My favorite was. Thank you, Mistress Reba,” she smiled.I was actually surprised. I liked that term “Bitch button reset” and wondered if I may need that every now and then because lord knows I had points where I probably was too bitchy myself. The doorbell rang and I went to get it.There was a pretty brunette on the other side of the door and she said she was a little early for her appointment. She wore a very revealing red skirt that showed off her cleavage and seemed very enthusiastic. I told her that Cheyenne. . a city truck started slowly driving by me... those city bois can be curious... i went back in...in the back of the booth area, the homeless guy was still sweating. but he had a booth door open and kept staring from it to me... he didn't seem interested in "me" as a "sexx thang..." he was just... well... fukin' lonely. believe me, i can tell...so i softly stomped over to him (fukin' towering over him a at least a foot) and sweetly asked what he was up to."just trying to stop sweating!" he was.