I glanced over at the smokers. They were oblivious.This was a dream situation, so I said the hell with it. How many times do we get to live out a fant...asy like this. I grabbed her by the hair. She smirked. I pulled head back. Her jaw was completely open as I shoved my cock straight down her throat. She gagged on the last few inches, but didn't pull away. I pulled her head away and she was smiling. I slapped her playfully and she started to squirm a bit. I shoved my cock back into her throat and. This was the kind of woman that I could slow down for, but what was it I had said or done to get her here? She seemed into me, not clingy, but not in a hurry to get out of there either. For a second I thought she might be a high priced whore, but then I remembered I wasn't rich and never paid for pussy, well not with money anyway.We walked out to my car from the motel being blinded by the morning sun, and I realized I didn't even know where my car was. I located my car and led her to it, even. After a entire day of laboring in the sweltering sun for a street festival, I arrive at her apartment wearing a pair of shorts and a sleeveless T-shirt (no I didn't take a shower in between). She meets me downstairs in the lobby and going up the stairs I realize she's got a great ass. We hang out in her apartment for a while and chat about various topics, all the while I'm checking her out - she's short but well proportioned. She's got tits in addition to the great ass. But the conversation. . It made no sense; she was a professional hooker -- not even high-end -- and a druggie. He was a professional, and she was his client -- that was reason enough to avoid her right there. But she didn't care... What the Hell did she see in him? And why on Earth would he seriously consider falling into bed with her?"Mom?"Sharon glanced up from her work, "Dear?" Do you have any... K-Y jelly?" Nora asked."What?" I... need some K-Y jelly..." Why?" MOM! Do I really have to draw you a picture?" Why?".