So now it was going to happen and Consanta opened the door just as Alma had knocked.The slim twenty-something’s appearance surprised Consanta; that ...uch an attractive girl would run such a shady type of business.“Hello, I’m Alma with Buddy from the Kennel Club; we have an appointment.”“That’s fine, your expected and I’m Consanta who you dealt with on the ‘phone; do come in.”Alma, leading Buddy on a leash, followed the thirty-something Consanta, into the posh house. She had never dealt with. Better! A better fuck than his own mother! A better whore. A better "girlfriend". Maybe Sig would want to face fuck him more than he wanted to fuck her pussy. Damn! How hot would that be? Spikes of lust pinged him. Better than pussy . . . than his own mother! He wasn't out to steal his mother's boyfriend; just prove that his throat was a better pussy—-and more available as well. He turned and buried his face in the man's crotch. Yesssss! He would suck and he would give deep throat. A better. “Hi Mark”, she muttered. “How long did I sleep?”“Not long, maybe a half hour. How do you feel?”Marsha sat up and pulled the blanket up around her. “I feel really great. I guess I can have an orgasm after all. That was even better than I imagined. No wonder other people do it all the time. Thank you for teaching me.”“The pleasure was all mine.”“The pleasure couldn’t be yours. I was the one that had the orgasms. You should have one too. It’s only fair.”“You don’t have to worry about me, I am. The best part is she tells me she is coming. I lick harder and finger faster. She rides her orgasm for what seems like an eternity. I then move back up toward her and she is smiling and happy. I roll off and take off my boxers. She immediately slides down and starts licking and sucking my cock. I am semi hard but stiffen up immediately. I am not very big, just over 6”, but she takes me in whole. I could not believe oral skills. She pauses and I throb, God I do not want to cum yet. I.