. He looked at her and asked how she wanted him to proceed. " Don't make love to him, i want him FUCKED, HARD. I want to hear him scream and cry the l...ittle pervert". Her last order to me before she sat back and watched and laughed was - "my eyes. look straight into my eyes. i swear i'll punch you in the balls every time i see you look away from my eyes. I want you staring straight at me so I can SEE the exact instant you stop fighting and turn cock loving gay". With that Daymean got a shit. He was encouraged. She really liked him, appreciated the fact that he was polite, tipped well, didn’t complain, and (he smiled at this) he was pretty hot for an “old guy.”Later that day, as he was working on finishing up for the day, his phone rang. It was Cheri, and she was crying.“M-m-m-mister Olsen,” she sobbed, “You said I could call you if I ever needed anything. Was that true?”“Of course it was, Cheri. What’s wrong?”“Oh, Mister Olsen ... it’s terrible. I c-c-c-ame home after my shift at. We kissed each other very hardly and i removed her shirt, i was happy to see that she didn’t wear any bra her brownish nipples were erected, i sucked them a lot and she was moaning then i removed her trouser which was very tight, and i saw her nice shaved pink choot, she was trying to find out my lund which was caged in my tight jeans and underwear, seeing that cute choot i was crazy and i sat down on the floor and started sucking her choot, it tasted good, she was still standing and i spreaded. "Sure is! It's going to feel so wonderful to sleep in my own bed" she replied. "That hospital bed was so hard and I didn't get a good night's sleep the whole two weeks I was in there"."It's good to see you a bit chipper finally" I said.I got out of the car and ran over to help her out. She still moved pretty slowly two weeks after the crash so I grabbed her around her shoulders and walked her to the door. I got the door opened and moved her to the couch in the living room."How's this for now.