It was true, her breasts were small B Cups."Come on honey, I'm sure you can get things done just the way you are,without any sex appeal." I guess, but...I don't want to risk it," she said.Jenna then grabbed a bag from behind her chair."What's in the bag?"I asked."It's called Jiggle-Gel. I thought about it for while, and I decidedthat I can't risk not having the company sold. I need to make my boobsbigger for sex appeal." She said. She then pulled one out from the bag.It looked like an injection. “Here’s the contact information. Ask for one of these people, except this guy. Larry Parsons. He’s dead,” Cameron showed me a list of contacts.All of them had the last names of Parsons, De Groot, Acolyte, Sanders, Brown, or Derby. Clearly, someone had a sense of humor. Sanders, as in Colonel Sanders, right? Derby, as in Kentucky Derby. I could grasp that much. But Brown ... why Brown? For whatever reason, there were far fewer names than people. De Groot ... De Groot, what was that, Dutch?. I wanted him to fuck me hard very hard but I kept my cool and let my c***d explore my deep valley.He removed my panty and rubbed my protruding lips. My pussy was wet, very wet. He lowered his head and smelled my gel and I could simply tell he liked that. He licked my genital and savoured its taste. I cummed instantly on his face and was surprised to see that my offspring sipped every drop it. He pulled me up and turned my back in front of him. My ass hole was made wet by spitting saliva then he. She was already wet at that point. "Ooh yeah, that feels good," she whispered. I picked up the pace and she started moving herself around to get a stronger sensation around her clitoris. I pressed my thumb onto her clit and took my middle fingers into her wet vagina. I was trying to get her to cum right then and there. She couldn't quite reach orgasm. She took off my shirt and asked to see my cock. I pulled my shorts down and she started stroking it with her hands, slowly dragging her tongue up.