She also decided to create her own play room to avoid disturbing Dave’s routine. Cyn remodeled a guest bedroom to accommodate friends and fantasies....She added a sound system, some appliances and a pink rolling toolbox for toys. Her final touches were special lighting and a very discreet camera system. It had recording capabilities and monitors in Dave’s office which he jokingly called the conference room. Cyn was a show-off and she loved putting on a show for Dave. In all of the remodeling Cyn. I finish and make a big effort shaking my dick, as the guy walks to the side to see my cock. I turn to face him with my cock still out and he smiles and walks over to me. My cock is beginning to stiffen and he takes me in his hand and starts to wank my cock with one hand and slides his other hand around my arse and slides his fingers up and down the crack of my arse, finding my hole. I rub the front of his trousers and feel a bulge starting to stiffen, and I undo his top button and zip and. "You know," she said, "everybody calls Craig JG. That would fit the rhythm better than, 'Cray yug, Cray yug, do you love Jesus?'" They call you JayGee?" Mrs. Mitchell was surprised. "Why do they do that?" It's because of my voice," he said. "Maybe my height as well. My sister started it. You know Jenny? She called me the Jolly Green Giant. That shortened to Jolly Green, and then to JG." You are so good with the smaller tykes. You too, Crystal."Oh great! Mrs. Mitchell was equating her with a. "Wow. No details at all eh? Not even serious stuff like when we smoked our first cigarette together?" Ugh, please don't tell me that I'm a smoker already!" Already a smoker? God, Pete, you need some serious memory jarring. Remember? I got one off Jimmy Broadbent in exchange for his getting a look at my titties? Creep that he is. Told me they weren't worth half a cigarette and then you ended up coughing until you puked."I laughed so hard that my stitches hurt. "I'm sorry I put you through that.