My head snapped hard in the direction of her voice. There stood Maggie, hands on hips and smiling. "My boyfriend does the same thing behind his gara...e, Mister. What's wrong with men anyway?"My cock hung limp, dribbling the last drops. "Well," I stammered.Maggie walked towards me, repeatedly looking down at my semi-limp cock. She stopped when her perky tits pressed against my arm. She smelled fresh and hot, like a woman in heat. Maggie reached for my cock, taking it in her hand and gently. Investment banking company was a very lucrative but draining way to make a living, so as Gary walkied to his car after a long day at the office, he needed something to relax his tense muscles. Driving away from the parking lot a familiar need was also spreading across his groin that needed relief and in a hurry, so he headed for his favorite bath house in a unobtrusive brownstone in the east fifties. When he entered the front door he was greeted by the Tom, the day shift host. After telling Tom. More

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