Like a true professional

Greg reaches into his pocket, pulling out a pack of viagra. As he pops one of his helpers, I remove my bra and then fall to my knees. Next, I begin undoing his belt, eager to see what I'm working with. Pulling his pants down to his ankles, I find an average-sized cock standing at attention for me. Ugh, he hasn't even shaved either. Still, I put my mouth around his tip, and begin to swirl my tongue around it. I'm met by his moans, so I'm on the right track.

"Oh that's it... My wife never does this for me anymore."

Good. That should mean you blow early. I start to stroke him before removing my lips from his cock and looking to him. "Anything else she doesn't do?"

"She doesn't do anything."

I don't blame her at all. "Oh, you poor thing."

"Tell me you want it?"

"Want what?" I slide a hand into my panties, hoping to get some pleasure out of this encounter.

"To get fucked."

I'd rather anything else. "I want you to fuck me Greg. I want you to fuck me like a real man."

He then reaches into his pocket once more, fishing out a condom. As he tears it opens, he says "How about you ride me?"

Flashing another fake smile, I say "Sounds like a plan."

Standing up, I tug at my panties, before pulling them down. With them out of the way, I get on top of Greg and ease myself onto his length. He lets out a moan as I begin to rub my clit, hoping to get something out of this. Then I start bouncing up and down his cock.

"Ohh fuck... Ride that cock you dirty little whore."

Well one of us has to do the work. I'm basically riding a dildo attached to a two-hundred or so pound tub of lard. My fake moans scream over his breathless moaning. His jaw has gone slack and his eyes are closed, lost in ecstasy I'm **** for. At least I know what I'm doing. With my finger frantically rubbing my clit, I might actually get my-.

"Oh fuck! Aghh!"

I feel Greg's cock pulsate inside of me, as his body somehow becomes more limp. The smile tells me everything. He's just blown his load. I pause, even though my body is screaming for more.

A smile lights up his face. "Oh my God..."

"Been a while?" I sigh.

"Yeah..."

"Happens to the best of us." And the worst of us too...

"Heh..."

"You mind if I wash up?"

"Not at all... On the left."

I don't think I've ever left a room faster in my life.