I had a too small pink t-shirt on and my purple streaked pig tale wig. I was going for the punk rock, school girl look. I was twenty-eight years old,...tall, skinny and shaved smooth all over just like the girl I wanted to be. I loved to dress up for older men and had met and fucked quite a few through ads on various websites. I was a dirty little cum slut and I was about to suck my neighbors cock just because he asked. I was such a whore. "I thought this would make it easier for you. Do you. Beth untangled the leotard from round her feet before running her right hand from her ankle all the way up to her beautiful little bum. She quickly turned onto her back with her legs closed and eyes fixed on mine. She again moved hands towards her chest squeezing and rubbing her tits before her left hand slowly ventured down her stomach. She paused before slowly opening her legs and moving her left hand from her left knee all the way down her thigh. I was astonished at this little vixen teasing. .”It didn’t take long for them to find the tailor, it was about halfway back down the tourist quarter in the direction of the residential quarter, the blue awning that the cashier had described standing out against the white hull material that made up the sculpted facade. The lettering on the awning read ‘Morgan James & Co. Tailors’. It was made to look like a shop that you might find on a London high street, or maybe something from another European city like Paris or Berlin, the way that it. But oh, so so hot!She gripped the base in her hand and started bobbing her head. Her tongue slithered out tasting all over. It dragged across his glans deliciously. Without warning, his orgasm erupted. The head swelled up in her mouth. His hips bucked off the bed. She grunted and pushed him deeper into her throat."I'm gonna—cumming, Tina! Argh! Cumming!" He shot stream after stream of cum, filling her mouth.She swallowed eagerly, humming all the while. After an eternal moment, his mind.