There were other women there, plying their trade, and some gave me threatening looks, but there were bars there with plenty of men spilling out for a ...ifty pound blow job, and more depending on their fancy.I stood in the bus shelter as it was cold and my lack of underwear sobered me up. I was tempted, as I liked this sort of sex, rough, raw and dirty. There is a bit of a prostitute in every girl and as I lent against the bus shelter, u*********sly fingering my pussy, because it felt nice and. It came as no shock that James wore no underwear, and as his cock sprung from the confines of his shorts a small gasp left my lips. He was, as I had remembered, very well endowed. As he continued to sit back, against the shed, looking down at me, I took his cock in my hands, and stroked his veiny shaft, very gently – his back arched and I enjoyed the site of his lips parting and the sound of his moaning. Pushing apart his legs, I knelt in between them, and without releasing my gentle grip on. You move your chair closer to the desk. I take your cock in my hand and I slowly start stroking your hard cock. The veins are almost bursting out of the thin skin around your beautiful cock and the head of your cock is glisening with pre-cum. I tongue the tip of your cock and lick up all the delicious cum of yours. As soon as I lick it up more pre-cum keeps coming out of your cock. I don't want you to cum right now. I have to serve you some breakfast. I get out the goodies and I first spread. ..' Bruce came closer to the fence and whispered '...he wants to fuck your stupid ass some more. What you think he wants, meet me at the corner in ten minutes...' Bruce turned and walked away. Yeah I met Bruce and the two of us made our way over to his sister's apartment. Once in side Bruce's uncle was sitting on the sofa with a towel wrapped around his waist drinking a beer. Bruce smiled and said '..well Uncle' here he is all yours...' His uncle looked at me half smiled and told Bruce '...come.