She doesn't like her nickname. "You know, little girlie," says the driver. "I'm John Wolfe. Grandma's askedme to help judge your audition." Gazing at ...er slim but shapely legs he asks. "Areyou as good as you look?" "I'm better," says the little whore. "I'll bet I can make you cum beforewe get to Grandma's." Mr Wolfe has exited the highway and is driving along the curving two-laneblacktop that led to Grandma's. "Thank you my dear but I'm saving myself for your audition," he says. "Why are you. I turned around a few times so he could see my ass, and I bent down too, and showed him my dick and balls hanging under my ass. Then he did the same thing for me. I have a fairly big dick - 8 inches which most guys out there wish they were packing. I'm what they call a "grower" and not a "shower" which means that my dick looks very small when it's soft, but it gets nice and big when it really counts. And he saw it get big enough in that crowded locker room to know that. He was the opposite - a. I had never seen one of these before(and would not actually see this one until I got home.) As he kissedme, Danny suggested that I keep the plug in my ass until I got home.That way I could enjoy the feeling of his cum sloshing around inside ofme for awhile longer.We were momentarily distracted by soft moans from the floor. Cassie hadjust frigged herself to her own climax, and collapsed giggling onto thecarpet.Danny and I exchanged email addresses before Cassie and I straightenedourselves up.. “If you wanted to thank Andrew with a nice blow job, I would have enjoyed watching you swallow his cum.”“Now you tell me!” she smiled. “Can we ask for Andrew to be our server next time we come for dinner and I can give him a blow job?”“Of course you can. What will we be celebrating next time?”“Who needs a reason to celebrate with Andrew as our server?” she grinned kissing him.He and Tina strolled hand in hand along the corridors of the complex, passing by a wedding reception. He couldn’t help.