"That was terrible what you told me, about your mom when she caught you masturbating. Did she really act like that?" I got over it." No. I don't think...you did." She yawned. She fumbled with the slit of my underwear and found the tip of my flaccid organ. "Maybe I should check it again, though, and make sure it wasn't damaged." Carefully she opened the slit and pulled out my cock. She said, "I told you I was wicked. I can't help it. You're so touchable." She looked down at my cock stirring. I seized one of his hands from my waist, clamped it against my engorged clit, and start grinding like a peppermill, making myself cum again with his dick remaining almost fully erect inside of me. “This feels so good, Kev, I can’t stop.”As he caught his breath, he caressed my glistening back with his left hand. “Should I be concerned that you are unusually turned on because I bought you an expensive piece of jewelry?”In an orgasmic daze, I kept smashing my soaked bush against the heel of his. With the lights dim and a spotlight on the belt, she looked amazing, and she knew it. The bidding went up to three hundred and forty pounds. She’d made back half the cost of the hotel room in one night, and this was supposed to be the slowest night.The winning bidder led her off the stage to cheers from the rest of the punters.“What happens now?” the guy said.“I grab my things, find a robe so we don’t get arrested, and you tell me your name and what you’d like to happen as we walk through the. .. is it available for that?"I didn't bother to hesitate with my answer, "it's available for *some* kind of sex, I think."The brushing continued, occasionally interrupted by Jenny's fingers petting my hair. "I love the soft feeling of hair across my nipples, have you ever felt that?" Was she talking to me? She must have been judging by my rapidly weakening state."No." I blushed. "But the idea sounds nice. And of course my nipples *are* very friendly, which I *think* you remember."She remembered.