”She withdraws her hand and looks me in the eye,“Don’t you want me? Don’t you want to have me? I know I want you, I want you inside me,”I te...l her as much as I really fancy her, we just can’t.She gets up, obviously annoyed and mounts her bike.“We better go back then, my plan was to come here and let you have your way with me, really give me a good hard fucking as your precious Son doesn’t seem to want to bother anymore.”It’s a good job we are riding and not running, that damp patch on her. She did her bestto finish strong."Very nice finish Nicole, don't forget your arms," Madame Ruth said.Sara and Meredith were impressed with how far their friend had come insuch a short time."You are far ahead of us when we were only in our first year," Sarasaid, trying to give her friend some encourage."Oh, yeah, you are," Meredith said. "I'm impressed." You guys are just saying that," Nicole said."Girls, stop talking and concentrate on your dancing!" Madame Ruthshouted.Taking class from Madame. She began to paint the base of the dick with fast but careful strokes. She realized that the size would be about the same as a real penis.She added more umbra and began to paint a rough sketch of the testicles. More detail would follow as soon as the first coat of paint would be dry enough to paint again. Then she sipped some tea and turned the music up a bit. The studio was in an old industrial compound; there would be no complaints from the neighbours. Besides, it was the Berlin philharmonics. “You win, you get the pot and I go topless all day tomorrow.”I rolled my eyes.“You pushed those things in everybody’s face all day today!” I said. “You mean to tell me that you aren’t planning the same thing tomorrow? Get real.”“I did not push them in anybody’s face,” Jill hissed.“Think what you want, girl,” I said, winking at her across the table. “I have about ten grand sitting here. Your bikini top isn’t going to buy that. Now ... if you want to rope in your cheerleaders to the bet, we might.