Looking at Marc he said "Maybe one from our special collection?"Marc looked thoughtful for a minute, then slowly nodded his head. "Yeah." he said quie...tly. "I think I'd enjoy that." Great!" Steve said. Saying he'd be right back, he left to grab a movie. While he was gone, Marc thanked me for making them so comfortable. He said it was really great to just let it all hang out and be themselves.I told him as long as they were happy what did it matter, and anything they did was fine with me.. Jorgenson sat at his desk and quizzed me, all the while ogling my legs.The next day I intentionally dressed like a school girl, knowing older men like Mr. Jorgenson liked that. I’d seen a recent copy of Hustler and followed the starlet’s dress to a T. Well I wore undies, she didn’t, but you see where I’m going with this, right?There I was short pleated skirt, starched tailored blouse, knee high socks and saddle shoes. I had to endure my friend’s comments, “Saddle shoes? Ugh, where’d you find. " He didn't answer, but dropped his hand to my cock, which was hard again. Who am I kidding? It had never gone soft, and even now was leaking. I moaned as he closed his hand around my shaft and started to stroke me. He chuckled in that throaty way that I was learning to love. "Well, since this is your first time," he whispered, "is there anything else you'd like to do?" "Like what?" There was so MUCH I wanted to do, but in that moment the pleasure of his hand sliding over my cock blotted out. Seeing my reaction, she declared with a sly little smile, "He made me come, I lost count of how many times. It was like never before. I behaved like a complete slut, screaming like a bitch, constantly begging for more of his meat when he filled my fertile cunt with his health vigorous breeding seed. I loved his big cock and how good it felt inside me. "I swallowed hard. Her well-screwed hole appeared to be burning and bruised but nevertheless I found her utterly and radiantly desirable. I.