I let her start her pitch but soon interrupt her by asking "Did it hurt? When you fell from heaven?" for which I get a smile. I the ask "If I told you... that you had a great body, would you hold it against me?" at which she laughs some more. I then say "nice outfit, it would look even better on my bedroom floor". The saleswoman then gets up. I think I have pushed it too far but she walks over, bends down so I can see down her top that she isn't wearing a bra, and then softly kisses me on the lips. The conversation then drifted to other matters, and I know that it was because each of use wanted to make the other believe the subject was not of any great importance. To appear too eager might set off warning bells--at least, so we both seemed to fear, though I was growing more and more convinced that such a thing was nowhere near a matter of concern.And now the night had come. It had all happened the way I, and as I was to learn, Larry, had hoped. I accepted the invitation, which seemed to. I was trying to figure out when he might cum so that I could have him pull out and not cum in me when I felt him push deep in me and I could feel him cum flow into me causing me to orgasim. I held him tight with my cunt draining all the cum I could get from him. He pulled out and the other man could not wait to get into me. He started to bang away before I could really figure out what was going on, guess I forgot he was waiting. Within two minutes he filled my cunt with his juice, alot of his. ”“Are you implying that I am not handsome enough?”“What do you think? Are you?”“Maybe.”“Don’t worry, I was just messing with you.”We talked. We talked for half an hour. Then slowly I started getting uncomfortable. Something’s wrong. I was aroused. And it started showing its behavior. I looked down at it while talking with her. This is not right. It’s too soon. It was my stomach. It started growling.I knew I should have eaten something before I came here. Now I am hungry. And it’s too soon for.