1. Tammys new job


    Date: 1/10/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Mature, Author: magikhandman, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    The Cafe Creme is not one of the city’s best known attractions, even among the red light crowd. For a start, we’re well off the beaten track, a couple of bus rides from where the rest of the action is, and even the taxis don’t like heading this far out. Our neighbors are no more glamorous than the news-stands, groceries, and broken down repair stores that the fringe of every city is overrun with. Our clientele are more likely to be bored laborers, passing shoppers and curious college k**s than high rolling city slickers and businessmen. This probably explains how the place has been here so long. Across the rest of the city, across the rest of the country, the police have been closing the clip joints and strip bars faster than the girls can open their legs. But Tony’s been running this place for nine years and never been busted once. Which is great, because this is the best job I’ve ever had. I was expecting at least the rudiments of an interview, the day I finally plucked up the nerve to answer the vaguely worded advertisement at the back of the local free paper; decode the shadowed suggestions and hints that the dark voice who answered the phone let slip; and then show up at the cafe one wet afternoon. Yes, I was expecting an interview. Instead, I got a lecture. A very, very short lecture, because he’s not a man to use three words when a simple grunt will suffice. But, a lecture nonetheless. “Three rules. No talking, no time wasting, and no mess on the floor. Spit, ...
    AliExpress Fashion: Men’s Beach Shorts

    AliExpress Fashion: Men’s Beach Shorts
    swallow, smear it on your skin, I don’t care what you do. But I don’t want to see any cum on the carpets, none on the walls, and none on your clothes. Any questions?” I shook my head. He’d already shown me to my “office,” as he called it, a three foot square cubicle with pale lilac walls and, at varying heights on three of them, a series of holes. Through which the johns would poke their peckers, in expectation of the time of their lives. There was a pair of identical cubicles on either side, each one servicing three more walls worth of guests apiece. On a busy night, I imagined this as one of the happiest houses in town! “First few times, you’ll probably only be able to handle one at a time,” Heather a forty-something bleached blonde, told me as I sat sipping coffee before my first shift began. “Give it a couple of days, though, and you’ll have three on the go at a time, one on each wall, and all three of them will believe that they’re the only man in the world. Assuming,” she added, “you’re any good.” She paused. “So are you?” “What?” “Any good?” I think I must have flushed a little, because her eyes softened and she smiled a little. “I think so...” I began, and she interrupted with a laugh. “You’ve never had any complaints yet, right?” “Right,” I smiled back. “You won’t get any here either. Or, at least, not many. There’s always the odd guy who will kick up a fuss, saying he didn’t cum hard enough, or you brought him off too quickly. But Tony deals with them, and they don’t ...
«12345»