When the sounds finally cease my eyes drift over your muscular frame, admiring your superiority. Down and down my eyes examine the details of your per...fection until they finally settle on your manhood. It is large, firm and throbbing. Thick veins run along the shaft between the shiny, purple head and the pendulous, cum filled balls.I gingerly reach up and touch it, feeling the heat radiating off the shaft. I wrap my fingers around your cock and feel the velvety smooth skin overlaying the rigid. They were right behind me before Anderson said, "Hey, look, it's Moneybags!"I jumped, startled, then I turned. He had three other guys with him."Hi, Jimmy. What's up?" That's a good question," he said. He ambled over to me. I could tell he was drunk--at 5 AM. Typical. "What are you doing out here?" Couldn't sleep," I admitted.They were surrounding me now. I figured what they wanted, and I was right. "Well, now, maybe your conscience is bothering you," Anderson sniggered. "That'll keep you up. And she says " you wanna touch em" so i did and i just stood there stroking and rubbing her nipples . and after she pulled her shirt down she says to me "my turn" for what i ask, she says " let me see your cock" and i quickly oblige and there i am standing there with my brothers girlfriend stroking my cock. and when the situation set in i suddenly slid my hand down her pants and started rubbing her clit with my finger for a minute or two and then slowly slid my finger in her at this point. I could see the business man in him coming back out.“I don’t like pimps,” he finally expressed aloud. “So no, I don’t sell pussy. Inever have before, but I’ve never really thought about it.”Silence.“But there’s good money there,” he continued. “There’s really goodmoney. So, if we were to start somethin’ up together, we could get some dough.But I wouldn’t be your pimp. I could make arrangements and stick around in caseany shit went down, but you’d keep most of the profits. I could just take a.