It was limp, but as he stroked it it began to come to life and soon it was hard and erect. "Are you satisfied I ain't no cop?" Yes, I'm satisfied." So... how much for a blow job?" Here in the booth or in your car two hundred. In a motel room one fifty and you pay for the room." What? Are you crazy? I can get it for fifty bucks over on 12th street." Then I guess that is where you need to go" and she turned and walked away leaving him standing there with his cock hanging out.She loaded her. He also supplied an erect cock shot, quite well hung indeed we large balls. I eventually met him on my own, he was an executive type business owner, tall and although some what a little over weight, he appeared the right type for our second adventure into wife sharing. Showed him a photo of Monica in her suspenders etc but this time without her face scratched out, he was very impressed. I clearly laid out what we wanted and he was more than happy to have a wife with her husband present and also. My breath hitched when I handed them to her. She took them with a grin and, to my shock, laid them openly onto the table, the dark, wet splotch that gave away my arousal blatantly unmistakable. “Oh god, Helen!” I started to plead, embarrassment washing in waves over me, but she had only started. Her fingers travelled up my thighs and made me forget all about my protests. Delicious sparkles danced across my skin. She reached the tops and giggled in my ear. One hand bunched up my skirt around my. Holly leaned to Sidra and whispered, “Reg grew up in poverty, but now he has some cash to his name, and it embarrasses him. He switches between not spending and being overly generous.”Sidra passed this on to her mother, who whispered back, “We do NOT ask for money, Sidra!”Sidra was quick to note the common sense of this instruction, and replied, “I agree, ammi.”A couple of days later, the beauty squad descended on the household for the initial preparations, and Reg did not know what to do with.