"Come on, we have to get up," I offered with significantly more energy than I actually felt as I headed towards the shower."No we don't," she insisted... while petulantly pulling the sheets over her head."I guess I'll just have to wash my own back then..."Almost instantly Julie bolted out of bed. "Don't be ridiculous!" she cried while practically pushing me into the bathroom.Though I still wasn't fully awake, Julie's enthusiasm and the warm water had me ready to go in no time. It was actually. I don’t think I even had time to get erect before my spunk-pump kicked in and had me nodding like a parrot on a perch as shot after shot of spunk went into my pants. The owners of the shop, a nice young Asian couple, always seemed to be on the counter if it’s the shop I think it was, and I love going up to Her with my big stack of dirty mags, retrieved from the floor after I subsided, and buying them all, feeling a mass of wetness in my pants, hidden by my trusty mac of course. Miss Tracey. Although we both acknowledged why people are attracted to that lifestyle we also felt that it wasn't quite for us. I have always been a flirt and a slight tease and by no means a prude having had quite a few sexual experiences especially in college. My husband had always showed an interest in my flirting. He would say that me flirting with someone but going home with him was like having a hot car, you love showing it off to your friends, maybe even take them for a spin in it however they. Having had only one blowjob that day, Eddie was still feeling horny. ‘Say, how about we sneak into the lavatory for another blowjob before our food comes?’ Lisa smiled oddly and whispered. ‘Actually, Eddie. I’ve given dozens of blowjobs every day for years, but I can’t remember what it’s like to have my pussy eaten. I think you guys owe us girls big time!’ Then she blew him a kiss. ‘Okay, it’s a date!’ Eddie said. Eddie actually remembered loving to eat pussy, but had never had to chance to do.