"A sigh, a Wall sigh, big and large and hopeless. "I'll be alone."I'd nothing to tone at that, and even then my sighters fixed on his sock so foreign,... so thick and prupped and perfect. The yearning, dear sisters, was nibbling, and nibbling, and chewing on the old ticker, and down beneath, into the cherry which was moist and empty and dreamy-nice, and giving me that soft feeling like back in the penty watching videos. "I-I'll-" I'll stay and give you my slick and wet, ol' boy, open the gammies. You realise that he isn't hard yet, and your mind wonders just how big he is hard? Could you take him all? Joe groans and presses his hardening bulge against your hand. You rub a bit more, and he starts to stir. You cant help imagining how it would feel, sliding yourself over his manhood, and you start to undo his jeans. just as you finish, Joe rolls towards you. "Still awake?" he asked sleepily. "You make it a bit hard to sleep!" You smile at him. you slide your hand inside his jeans, Joe. His cock tasted nearly as good as his blood had, a little bit salty, wild and full of promises.One of the dogs sniffed my crotch. I didn't care. His dick grew in my mouth, while I was sucking and licking. “You like that, do you?”, he murmured, trailing his fingers through my long, ginger hair.“Uh hm”, I moaned, feeling and tasting his pre-cum on my tongue. “Let's see, how much.” Holding his pants up with one hand he climbed back over the tree, shooed the dog away. “Very much.”His finger ran. Mercedes and I grew up in a shady part of town, and we had always stuck close to each other. Eventually, when the economy's shit hit the fan, we both needed some extra cash. So we got into the strip business. There we met Peach. Everyone called her Princess Peach, and indeed, she was a princess in the world of strippers. She taught us everything we know. About how to turn men on, how to make them want more, how to make them crazy. We owed everything to her. When we got into the business, we.