Before she handed me the straw, she quickly snorted two more lines. “What’ll it be, Donna?” “Oh, just about anything. Indian xxx She then started working on her drink, occasionally turning her attention to me with an almost pleading look in her eyes, as if she wanted me to rescue her or comfort her. If you’re not comfortable, we can just go our separate ways.”
“Well, seeing as you’re an outsider and all, I don’t mind sharing some of my experience with you. Don’t put anything down the toilet except poop, pee and toilet paper. If worse came to worst, I had two “outs”: I could feign ignorance or non-participation; or I could just weigh anchor and disappear. I took the $100 straw from her and pleased myself. Her body next to mine felt warm and what curves she had fit my physique like a glove. My goodness!! She simply continued her slow, sexy blowjob, taking everything at her
