But whiles you're here, why don't you shimmy your fine self up to the counter and let me pour you something, before you head on." Thanks," said Tom. "...'ll have a beer."The two women at the end of the bar were laughing and giggling to themselves, all the while leering at Tom and exchanging comments, like how they'd like to use his cue to play a game of pool with, or how they'd like to sink a corner pocket with his balls. One of them motioned for the barkeeper, then whispered something to her.. “It would be good if you smeared it over my big tits too and licked it off, particularly if they were tied up first,” she replied nonchalantly. We were both on the same wavelengths in terms of kink and banter. For the next little while our banter was like this, nonchalantly discussing our mutually shared kinks as if we were discussing the weather. At one stage, as the waitress drifted towards our table, Carmen was musing about my fist in her pumped cunt, and the poor shocked waitress beat a. But nobody had told me that todgers get bigger when dipped in stingy-bee lips and pretty soon I was slurping and dribbling and suckling and licking and gurgling and drooling and gobbling and lapping and gagging on swollen, engorged steamy steampunk manhood. With every droplet of yucky gunk oozing into my filth filled mouth, my sodden cuntedness gave a squirt and spasm of delight and with every bob of my head down into his crusty pubic hedgerow, my bountiful breasticules jiggled and my nublets. My classes were in finance and business. I ignored the ones they tried to force me to take. I was required to learn to use a rifle and pistol. They seemed almost simple but I enjoyed firing them on the range.A month and the instructors ignored me in the mornings unless one wished to spar. I used a neural net and a sim to help me learn and did my evening exercises alone. It was a year before my life changed. I had stayed at the school over the break and continued to take classes. The empire was.