We both were kissing vigorously and my cock started making movements. My hand automatically went to her boobs and started pressing.She stopped me once... again but I forced my hands and tried to pull her dress she got up and removed her dress and asked me to remove my dress. Within no time, we were naked and embracing each other and started kissing while she started kissing my chest and I started playing with her boobs and kissing her navel and moved my hand further down to her pussy. She had a. She smiles to herself and purrs. Then she pushes just a little more firmly back and down. Feeling the man beginning to stir more—harden more—she purrs a little louder. Another squeeze of her thighs, but this time it is not so gently. Yulia feels his heartbeat through his cock resonate in her clit as he hardens fully against her. His stiff flesh slips between her folds, molding to her body.Yulia is now a fugitive. Curtis got the call last night about the homeless man being found dead with her. Then while still holding my cock in her warm hand, she removed the bottle and set it on the night table. I felt my cock stir. Only two girls had ever touched my cock before and my horniness was starting to betray me. Next, Sheila took an alcohol swab and began wiping the end of my now stiffening penis."We wouldn't want any bladder infections now would we?" she said as she rubbed the cool pad all around the end of my knob. I made a slight gasping noise as the friction caused my cock to stiffen. He stopped to pick up some fast food to bring to the club for Rita and him. She'd be happy to see him and pleased at his thoughtfulness.It was a slow night at The Pussycat that night being a weeknight. A few guys were sitting at the bar nursing their drinks and watching the girls with jaded, tired eyes. It was a small dump of a place, dark with a rounded bar, glasses hanging from the ceiling. Imbedded in the counter of the bar were quarters under plexi-glass. You could see how drunks would try.