He was 59 years old, professional and married, which i found reassuring as he would value discretion as much as i did, and was experienced with men an...d women. From the look of his pictures he kept himself in decent shape and his cock looked clean suckable and thick. I soon arranged a meet with him.My wife worked nights at the time and usually left around 5.30pm. Pete would be finishing work around 6.30pm and would be driving past my house on the way home. A quick stop at mine, i would help. I told myself that I was just trying to confirm what it was I thought I saw. I kept telling myself that I must have been mistaken, that there was no way that ‘My little man’ could have such a… …such a big penis. But, the more I tried to dismiss it, the more I dwelled on it and the more I needed to know.It had even gotten to the point where I’d found myself standing outside the bathroom door once with my hand on the knob ready to barge in with the intention of catching another quick. "Kelly huddled in the corner, her eyes brimming with tears. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you mad." You didn't, sweetie. I do this for the money and I've got to get to my other job. If I'm late for the lunch shift, I'll get fired."Stevie was frantic. "Goldie, I don't have ten bucks. You know that I can't pay you until Mr. McPherson pays me for the pictures." Tough shit, sport. Pay up, we're burning daylight." Goldie, please. Maybe you could show her how to do it." He clutched his camera in. Saturday, 1.55pm Jonathon was outside number 12."You're prompt," said 'Jane,' "I like that."'Jane' was in her late thirties, he figured. She wasn't bad looking, 'a bit plain', he thought and she'd always wore conservative business suits when he'd seen her. He thought maybe business executive or a lawyer. Certainly a professional type. Jonathon assumed she was a lesbian whose biological clock was ticking and wanted to have a kid before time ran out. Her hair was always tied back giving her a.