“You’re staring,” Phyllis said. “You’re just really pretty,” I said, “so why shouldn’t I stare?” “You’re pretty, too,” Phyll...s said. I replied: “Maybe so but you are like a Hollywood movie star pretty and I’m just ordinary. Why, you could be a star if you went to Hollywood.” Phyllis got this huge and mischievous smile and stood up to model for me, hands on hips, twirling about and we got to laughing.“You wouldn’t need to do the casting couch thing, either,” I said. “But what if I wanted. "There see? It worked, Clifford. Keep going."Clifford looked up at her."You can't be serious." I want to see you get it hard. Do it for me, Clifford. Please?" Shit. That's not fair, you know I would do anything for you." Then do this."Clifford looked back down at the cock then slowly took it in hand. He started to stroke it and was pleased to see it start to swell."Get it really hard Clifford. As hard as you can." Why? Are you going to fuck him?" I might. Does that upset you, Clifford?" No," he. In desperation, the frustrated girl reached back between her thighs and searched for his slippery animal hardness. Feeling its wet heat beneath her fingers, she parted her already matted pussy with the end of it and pressed it into the eagerly pulsating entrance to her vagina."Oooohhhh, Champ... it's so hot and hard!" Patty moaned in a weird combination of fear and excitement. She wondered for a moment if she could take it up inside her. "Ooohhhhh... I've got to... got to! I need it so bad.... Even the manager at the City Mission alluded to the fact he had mental issues. It should have made her weary of finding him but it only increased her cravings.She pulled out on the street but didn’t turn towards the Interstate. Katie was desperate for his thick cock. Slowly she turned corner after corner as she cruised up and down the downtown streets of Kansas City.She stopped for a stop sign and glanced at her clock. It was getting late. She would have to get home and allow her neighbor to.