The negotiation to buy your lady from the Bar was an art form. In 1976, the exchange rate was about 7-8 P for $1 US. A beer and a meal would set you b...ack 3-5 P. Beer in the clubs ran 2-3 P. However Bar fines to take a girl for the night might be as high as 200 P. With proper training and perseverance, bar fines could be bartered to 80-120 P or around $15. The girl would ask you for 50-60 P for her night of company - maybe another $8. All very economical. The idea was that the girl would see you. Standing just a bit to my left facing the door was a lady, darkish complexion but what was striking was her very bright wide eyes. She lit up like a bulb with those eyes and it was difficult not to look into those eyes. She noted me looking at her and smiled since I am sure she had the same experience a number of times. She was wearing a saree but I admired that she wore it well, tight fitting and she looked like having a good figure with bulges at all the right places even though she had a. Her wide eyes fixed feverishly on the long feast she was beginning as her hands found his balls and stroked them in long, excited sweeps. Her dark hair fell around his cock so that it was swallowed behind the curtain of its silkiness.Lani paused and spun her lips slowly to the right, teasing the rough, rubbery ridge of the cock-head."Oh, God, Lani, you're driving me crazy!" Mike groaned as hot flashes of lust lanced through his loins.The young girl moved her mouth over her daddy's prick,. I was in the heat of passion and moaning when my step-brother arrived home. He was standing in my doorway watching me deeply engaged in my moment of pleasure with my eyes shut tight, engrossed in getting myself off.He came in, closed the door and, not making a sound, he started to get undressed. I opened my eyes and saw him standing there, naked, with his rock-hard cock in hand, stroking it hard and fast.I said, “What in the world are you doing?” He answered me saying, “The same thing you were,.