" My body trembled as he gently pushed me onto the bed. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, rubbing against mine as he rubbed his hard cock against me.... Up and down against my clit, until I arched up into him. I was actually aching for the feel of his cock inside me. His mouth trailed kisses down my neck and finally paused before latching onto a nipple. My nipples no longer wanted the attention and I craved him between my legs. He teased and loved it as I squirmed beneath him. "Patience, we have. Your father and me were very young, we had no money a new baby, and were so deep in debt that we were about to be evicted. Our only choice was to go crawling to your grandmother begging for a handout or to try something desperate. I would not ask that woman for it, spit or shit. Penthouse paid me $10,000. We paid our rent and bought food with that money for 6 months , until Ron was able to get a good job. I don't regret it. If you think less of me for it... then you are not the man I thought. I hung up my clothes, placed the socks and boxers in the chest of drawers, and the condoms in the night stand.I sat on the bed and thought, 'Am I really going to go through with this? It's a chance to get a blowjob from a professional, my first ever. What if I say no and I never have a girl friend and never get the chance again? This will be another event that I would never experience. I'm going for it!' I walked into the bathroom, washed my face and checked myself out one final time before. This was usually the moment that he started laughing and told thieves to scram and never come back to the High Roller again. But something about the way Christine responded made him want to find out how far she would go. "Not here, Let's go to the back. Mike, bring Marisa with you." "It's Maria." "Whatever," Justin dismissed. They entered a room full of cardboard boxes and posters. There was a bare wooden table in the center and a small desk with a laptop computer, an ashtray with a few roaches.