..”“But?” Rada prompted once more.“But what if we’re not sexy enough and Nick decides that he doesn’t want to sleep with us after all?” ...rudence suggested.Rada laughed in spite of herself. “I promise you that won’t happen. We are plenty sexy without trying.”Prudence looked back over her shoulder. “Are you sure? Maybe you haven’t noticed, but there are a lot of really, really hot girls around Nick all the time.”“I’ve noticed and we’re two of them.” Rada sat on the edge of the bed, leaned down,. I was noticing that you were a handsome man. No wait, that didn't come out right, not that you aren't handsome. I've heard you say 3 times today that you could be my father, but I could date you. Wait, I didn't mean like... we have so many of the same interests. CRAP, I screwed this whole thing up." She said exasperated with herself.She finally sat up and loudly proclaimed, " IF YOU ASKED ME OUT ON A DATE I WOULD GO BECAUSE I KNOW WE WOULD HAVE LOTS TO TALK ABOUT AND BECAUSE THE GUYS I DO DATE. “And now,” the Auctioneer announced. “Our final item of the evening. The one you’ve all been waiting for. Our featured item. Lot fifteen: Springheel.”It was wheeled out on a cart like the other items, the suit on what Helen hoped was a dummy, standing in a revolving display case. A manual bearing the stylized Springheel “S” was on the cart in front of it. Only Troy noticed the tiny start Helen made when the cart wheeled over the space between one of the carpets they’d laid down like tarps. Her breasts making meaty slaps against her ribs.Soon she was having a huge G-spot orgasm and gushing all over the place, and she brutally slammed herself down to get it in past the last two spheres while she was orgasming. Again she fell face-first into the puddle of her own making "That's right slut, you like slurping up your juice!" her voice said laughing at her in her head. "Thank you, Mistress, this slut thanks you for letting her drink it", she said out loud, and she pursed her lips and.