I unlock the door and say “The office is closed.”
“I’ll just take a minute of your time.” she tells me. xxx sex When I step off the elevator I count the steps to my office door; these are the last sober steps I’ll take for the the rest of the night, even the couple steps I use on the gas pedal in my car will be a little woozy. And the 8 and 1/2 inch dick comment made him cross his legs too. I have never been asked to do that before in my life… I’m not won to keep a lady waiting, so I spit on the end of my dick and ease it in. A woman’s voice answers “A client.”
My mind jumps to that shrimps wife, waiting out there with Vinny and his boys, and a bead of sweat hits my eyebrow; but I wipe that drop away knowing this voice is a little more stiff, not as mellow as the size-queen’s. The entire building seems empty. “Alright.” I tell her, beckoning for her to come in, and easing my grip on the gun. Now comes my dilemma: sex can’t pay the rent or but the beer, but it can ease the tension. “1/8th of an inch under 11 inches.” she tell me, her eyes getting wider and wider. Anyway, we hit it off, or so she thinks, and she wants to get
