"There's a note on the table. Mrs. Wilkinson called. She wants you to call her back." I picked up the note, but it only contained her phone number. No...thing to indicate what it was about. I picked up the phone and dialed Lori's number."Hello?" Lori? Hi, it's Sean." Oh, Sean, I'm sorry to bother you on a Saturday night," she said. She sounded sad, and maybe a little weepy. "But Mrs. Marcus - Wendy - insisted that I try calling you, to see if you can help me out." Sure," I said. "What's up?" Oh, I. Now Audrey was frantically jerking my cock and increasing the suction. She knew that if her mom had been woken up by the truck pulling in, she would surely come out and ask Audrey why she was getting home so late only to find her giving a blowjob. Then Audrey would be in it deep. I also realized the inherent risk and knew that it would be just as bad for me, maybe worse, if we were caught. I needed her to finish me off now. With my hands now free of driving, I was able to fully engage myself in. Yes,Jean caught Chuck fucking me while in her clothes. At first shewas pissed and made me pay for my sins, but later we becamefriends. No silly, not lovers. Girl friends. She taught me aboutmake up (I had to buy hers too, but what the hell), how to pickthe right clothes for the desired effect (she even took meshopping with her) and even how to act for the boys. Jean waskind of slutty I guess, maybe that's why we got along so well.The big break in my life was meeting Micki. She was the oneperson. And it wasn’t like I was prepared, all oiled up with my cock in my hand, as I failingly attempted to lower the moans of release from my tv. But I took his address down, and hung up. I thought of simply finishing what I started and just cum onto my tv (I could sometimes shoot 3 feet), but something told me to resist, to go over to this guy’s apartment ready for anything. I didn’t necessarily think he’d come onto me, but I did remember him looking at my bulge throughout my audition. Plus,.