His fingers easily wrapped around my shaft – it was about the same diameter as a quarter. He gave it several firm, almost rough strokes over a three... minute time frame then he stopped. He continued jacking his own cock and pretended to forget about me. My cock was twitching and leaking precum. My breath was coming heavily and quickly. “Why did you stop?” I whispered. He said nothing but turned on his side to face me. “You liked that didn’t you?” he said. I never got a chance to answer before he. " But that's... that's..." Business," he finished it for her. "You make me some money and I see your secret stays that way."He paused."Well, what's it going to be?"Resignedly, she picked up her purse and started for the parking lot."Remember, Alicia, get the hundred up front, then give him whatever he wants. He told me he likes it up the ass."She gasped."But Eric, the last time, when that football player took me there, I had diarrhea for three days." The hazards of your "profession", my dear.. I wasted no time. Little by little I slipped the crowbar under the metal. Little by little it creaked and groaned. Then, with a crack, the wood splintered and the bracket sprang loose. I tried the door handle and the door pushed inwards easily. I entered.I had been inside the small lighthouse museum/gift shop before, in warm summer weather. It still held a few gifts for sale, souvenirs, t-shirts, hats, sandals, miniature lighthouses, candles, and the like. The former parlor portion of. ?Sonia, you can jerk off good oldJohnny-boy, right there on my seat and then Daddy can clean it up, good as new? OK?? Now this isjust sooooo weird, but we get ourselves set ? rightthere in this side-street where anyone could pass by. Dad?s standing at theopen door, his zip open and cock out, me crouching on the car floor behind thepassenger seat ? and Uncle Bob is filming the crazy scene from the other sideof the car. So I takeDaddy?s boner in my right hand and start wankinghim, nice and slow ?.