It is the end of the week, you look forward to it with both dread and anticipation. It is time to collect the money for the newspaper subscription. It seems that the women on the block also note this occurence each week. Each time you approach a door on the block you don't know what to expect from the occupant.
You approach the first door and knock. The door opens there stands Molly, a middle age woman in her mid-40's but still looks like 20 something wearing a tight ribbed turtle neck top and hip hugging slacks. Her tits are still high and firm, her stomach flat, her ass is still firm also.
"Is it that time already?" she asks. "Yes, Ma'am" you reply "That will be $5.50 for the week." She looks at you thrusting her tits out into your face. "Could you let it go for another week, sweety" she purred "I'm a little tight on money."
"Miss Molly, that will make 3 weeks now that you will owe me for" you reply "I can't keep paying it out much longer."
"Would you consider taking it out in trade, somehow" she says while smiling and leaning to blow seductively in your ear. You feel your cock shift in your jeans. You step back as she straightens up. You note that her nipples are now stiff and poking out through her tight top almost as if calling to you.
Your cock shifts again and you feel it begin to stiffen, growing long and hard. You don't know want Molly to see the bulge that is growing behind your newspaper sack, but she is so hot and sexy. |