You ask him to just leave you alone. He tells you that his offer stands. You tell him that you would rather be on the street than to suck a dick.But y...ou think about it. You can't sleep at night. You wrack your brain every night, trying to think of something. But you can't come up with anything. And then, you begin to say to yourself, maybe it won't be so bad. But then you retract it. "What am I thinking?" you say to yourself. There has to be another way to get the money.----------------There. I could see Tom lying on his back under the blankets and he was still for a while but then I could see movement where his groin was under the covers and I could see a gentle up and down rhythm starting. YESS! He was wanking!The sound of Tom's heavy breathing was getting louder and louder in my speakers and the rhythm got faster and faster and the dildo in my pussy was pounding in and out faster and faster.Tom's grunting started to get louder and I knew he was close to cumming. My grunting got. The top ridge of his thick prick was vibrating deliciously against the sensitive nub of her clitty, sending wild sparks of agonizing ecstasy to every part of her wildly aroused body. Every tingling nerve-ending in her slippery hot cunthole was being wildly stimulated by the deep hard thrusts of his prick.God, how Doreen loved the intense pleasure that her virile young son always brought her with his wonderful cock. Feeling his broad chest rubbing back and forth against her tingling, hot. Best of all, there is no attendant in the dressing room area, and oddly enough, no line. So he steps toward the room where Kat had entered and sees that the curtain is not closed all the way. She is already in her bra and panties, and is about to put a blouse on. Immediately the first thing he sees is her looking at him in the mirror. She starts to unbutton a few buttons that she has already done up on the blouse when suddenly he steps up to the curtain and looks around. There is no one around..