I got to leave there with a stiff cock and no attention. My only satisfaction that day was leaving there with my fingers smelling of her pussy juices....After that, we had several encounters like the one described above, always leaving me sort of on the short end of the stick until one fateful afternoon on the flood wall.After school, I took her home one day, and the apartments she lived in backed up against the flood wall. We had spent quite a bit of time on the far side of the wall. It was tall. ”“When is it?” she moaned, knowing she had to do it.“I was just about to dial the phone when you called,” he said. “The festival opens the day after tomorrow, so you need to get moving. I’ll call the station and get them on it. Either I or some woman named Amanda will call you right back. Don’t go anywhere! Stay right by the phone!”Misty put the phone down much harder than necessary. She heard retching sounds from the bathroom. At least she’d be able to have a hotel room to herself on this gig.. David snorted a laugh. "No such thing."She squeezed his arm, pressing her breast against him. "Good. I felt nasty. Sometimes even mothers have a need to act a little nasty. Sometimes naughty doesn't cut it. Darla finally tripped Flint, huh?" Yeah." Any details?" No. For details, you'll need to speak with Darla." I can do that." Meet our cook and housekeeper first." I can do that, too." Flint and June, the cook, will be sitting in on your meeting with the architect," he said. "Flint for security. After ten minutes or so, I just wanted to start, so I told him..."Put your drink on the floor, turn around on your knees, and stick your ass over the edge of the couch towards me."I knew by his face he was nervous and surprised, but I knew by his bulge he liked being told what to do.To be honest, I surprised myself. Because I was so nervous. This was new to me. I'd only been with women...But as soon as he pulled his cheeks open, 2 feet away from me, and I could see that beautiful pink hole..