’ Her smile was thin. ‘Now who’s intelligent?’ ‘God you have a long memory. Intellect was last mentioned twenty-four hours ago.’ She laugh...ed and called him funny. What’s your name?’ ‘Col. Short for Colin.’ ‘My stage name is Cindy Lightfoot. The name came to me one night when I was drunk.’ ‘Which isn’t often?’ ‘Which isn’t often. I can’t afford it.’ ‘Listen Cindy. Do you own a red garter belt, a red g-string, matching red stockings and bra and black boots and a snappy black hat and see-through. "What else do we need?" Well ... neither of us knows what Nadia's real preferences are, so we better get some condoms. And since you just moved into the apartment today, we'll definitely need something for better light than just overheads, so candles and a lighter. Overheads are too much and pure darkness is only good for sleeping."I couldn't argue with her logic, but the mention of condoms suddenly brought out a bit of a panic attack on my part. "Oh, crap!" I stared at the dashboard, but I. He just smiled. Then he took his hand out and furiously pulled off all of his clothes, leaving him standing there completely naked with his hard cock pointing upwards at my face. I was frozen to the spot, unsure whether to tell him to stop or to fuck him, so I sat there waiting to see what would happen next. He then knelt by my feet and pulled my pants down just enough so he could get my cock out, I took the weight off my ass so I could help him pull my shorts off, then, I pulled my shirt off. He lay there playing with my nipples, and I just knew where this was going.“So babe, given it any more thought?”He was so fucking predictable. He had been on and on for weeks, and I was bored with it. I reached down and pushed two fingers into my dripping cunt and masturbated myself – he knew that he was not allowed to touch me when I did this, so his hands immediately left my tits.“One – I don’t want a stranger fucking my beautiful cunt. Two – I don’t want you watching me being fucked and.