. I'm sorry.. I just...” She was pleading, but his stoney expression silenced her. There was nothing but the sound of the lawnmower next door as he ...nocked her, un-gently, to the floor. Inside his pants his cock was straining, harder than it had ever been before to see her sprawled like a rag-doll, her body limp and pliant and juicy from the orgasm she'd had. He unzipped himself, and his cock sprang free, thick and angry red. Delia's eyes opened wider. Richard crouched over her prone form like. Be here at 9.30pm sharp tonight, is what I txt-ed the bitch yesterday, and she was. I opened the door with a big smile. The bitch was dressed in a white blouse, short pink skirt and very high heels! I let her in the living room, offered her a drink, got myself a beer, was playing Mr Niceguy. I could see the confusion in her face. I sat down on the couch and started flipping through the tv channels, ignoring the cunt. She started talking to me, why did I not fuck her hard, I need that so, she. “And you won’t tell?” I looked at her to try to get some confirmation. Lyn shook her head from side to side. “What do I charge?” I asked her, again trying to get my own back on her for her persistent enquiries about my prices. “You can’t charge for sex!” she said, “That would make you a male prostitute”. “Mmm” I responded “Not if I didn’t charge cash” I told her. “Well how will you charge?” she enquired. “I know” I said “For every time you want sex, I get a blow-job, additional to having sex. 6". This shocked me, as I'm sure my penis is bigger than that when soft.I locked my PC and walked across the campus to the craft studios and found a fabric tape measure. Back in my office, and thankful that I don't have any windows out to the corridor I dropped my pants and measured myself, 6.5" long and 4.8" in circumference. No wonder Amy was pleased with me.This sent me on a different track, did she only want me because of my trouser contents, no I don't think she did, she was ready to have.
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