Pyx whispered something in Vonda's ear.Vonda laughed. "No, no. Surf and Turf means seafood and steak together. In your case, it's lobster tail and fil...et mignon."Pyx nodded, but I could tell she was still mystified on what she was about to eat.While we were eating our salads, Rod dropped by our table. His real name was Rodney. He had a dazzling smile, and slicked back black hair. He considered himself a mover and shaker, but was little more than a pimp. One of his whores was draped on his. "I pause, a little confused... "Bitch, lick my fucking balls!" He barksabruptly. I go to my knees in front of Trey, I am immediately hit with his ripe,sweaty smell (stench, stink?). It is repulsive, and yet... there issomething very a****l, very masculine... like the smell of a locker roomfull of athletes. The scent of virility, the scent of manly brio. I havesmelled wafting whiffs of it on my own body on my fingers after I pee atthe gym, and now here it is an inch before my nose, at it's. Then I show her how to rub it. Slowly at first. I ask if she enjoying it. She say yes very much. Can I touch your boob ? She say yes. She was rubbing my penis and I was touching her boobs. It was so good and soft and nice. I can see she was enjoying when I rub her nipple she let out a moan and she was in ecstasy.First time she touch a penis and first time a man is touching her. I started moving my hand down to her legs. First by her stomach, then by her waist then by her legs and thighs. She. Oh... and enjoy ” ~~~ But Julia was already on her bike peddling furiously. All the more eager to reach her boyfriend’s office and all that it meant to her at that moment, being able to cum. Reaching the office she finally looked at her phone after locking up her bike. With a little apprehension she hiked up her skirt again, each inch increasing her doubts. By the time she had undone the top three buttons she was seriously hesitant whether she should still walk inside. The top fringe of her.