I promise.' He spoke softly but firmly and, matching action to his words, stepped forward and past her into her home.He took several steps up the hall...-way, laying the bag down beside the rosewood coat-stand and shrugging off his raincoat.He heard the door close behind him and turned to face her holding out the coat for her to take. She moved towards him but she did not take the coat. It remained there between them.' Daniel, I'm so sorry.I... I... I don't think I can... I'll pay you of course,. Truly."Brushing hair back from her face, her smile widened into a grin. "Why, thank you." Rolling off him and feeling his soft cock sliding from her, she sidled close to his side and d****d an arm around his firm stomach. "I think I could lie here forever," she murmured against his skin."It's 1:30, babe. You wanna call home to make sure your mom doesn't worry?" He asked as he brushed a hand through her hair."Mm, yeah, guess I should." Sliding her body across his, she reached for the phone and. I chose to walk.The looks from passers by were encouraging, a few “lads” whistled, and others turned heads to look. It gave me a warm fuzz that ran down my back. The club was tucked down on a small side street in the old part of town, music was softly beating out and the windows exuded a warm glow onto the pavement. I pushed open the door and headed inside.There was a cosy seating area by the windows and a bar in the middle with the dance floor and music behind. I moved over to the bar and. She starts her massage, chatting with me, normal topics at first, then I get the drift that she is probing to see if I want more. She rubs close to my buttocks from the topside, then hits my legs, and her hands move up my thighs. She brushes my balls a few times. I let it ride for now. Give a slight moan, but that's all. We continue to talk and I ask her how many horny guys come in, trying to get handjobs. She giggles, and of course says she doesn't do that. Again, she brushes my balls though,.