..U gotta check this out." And she pulled out a handful of 20's. "Damn, where'd you get that?" I asked. "Babysitting," she said with a smile. I co...nted it...just a little over $200. "How'd you get $200 babysitting," I asked. Now, Ashley was the neighborhood nymphette and I was the neighborhood crossdresser and I soon found that babysitting services weren't the only thing that men in the neighborhood were willing to pay for ;-) The next night, she took me with her.A man picked us up at 6. Looks like you took another one in the leg,” Harry replied.“Oh, shit! I didn’t even notice.”“I know. You never do.”John went over to the fountain and found the kid sitting with his back against the wall. He checked the tourniquet and sat down next to the kid. He asked, “How are you doing?”“My leg hurts and I’m scared shitless. Other than that, I’m fine.”“Good,” John replied. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocketknife. Opening it, he cut his pants to expose his own wound. It was a. ”“Food? What, like the fridge scene in nine and a half weeks?”“Not that much food, no.”“What food then? Tell me.” Emma scooped my cock into her hand and started to stroke it.“Honey.”“Honey. Go on…”“Lots of honey, poured all over your tits and body.”“Not Manuka honey, that’s so fucking expensive and it would be such a waste.”“No, squirty honey. Acacia squirty honey. Easy to apply, like baby oil, only much nicer.”“All over my tits.”“Yes.”“And what will you be doing while this honey is slithering. "Do you let Stan cum in your mouth?" "I always let Stan finish in my mouth and I swallow everything he gives me." As I continued masturbating, my load got closer and closer to shooting out. I opened my legs wider. "Stan, I think your performer is going to cum!" The gentleman was right. I was edging closer and closer to the finish. I started to caress my balls and stroke my cock, moaning and undulating my hips for the benefit of Stan's audience. I then started shooting my load, rope after rope.