"I only used to work a couple of days a week but since I saw you I've worked every day. And not working flats either. Parlours and parties all the tim.... I've just fucked myself stupid." In her excitement she was beginning to raise her voice and people were starting to look. I motioned her to keep it down. "I've fucked so many guys it's a wonder I can still stand," she hissed. "And I've made more lovely money than I've seen in my life. Look, hun!"She rummaged in her bag and, with a cautious look. The talk never strayed far from sex and Jeff mentioned some gal that he watched give a guy head and made him cum in less than three minutes and Roger bragged that no woman could make him cum that quickly because he had to much control but Peg let him brag a little then said bullshit Roger I could make you cum in less time than that and an argument ensued with fanally a bet me And Roger asked how much and Peg replied $5 bucks and Roger said no way thats to much but Peg said you lost $10 .00 to. She had drifted off to sleep on the couch with her book and he was late. It wasn’t the first time he had been late when they had plans, and she knew she should expect it by now, but she never did. It always came as a surprise, always hurt. Why did she put so much stock in his promises, after all the times they had been broken? Why did she trust him so even after he had given her so many reasons not to? She wished she knew the answers, but she knew she never would. It was a strange power he had. She was soaked- nice and sticky. I lifted her shirt up along with her bra exposing her brown erected nipples. She held it up for me to enjoy multi tasking her boobs and pussy. Her knees went weak and wobbly. Carried her and placed her at the edge of the dressing table. Removed her jeans and panties as quick as i could. Her juice was like a string of web clinging from her pussy to her panties. Full boner for me. Without further ado, i sat on the chair of the dressing table spreading her legs.