"Ms. Cole? Pleased to me you."I shook his hand. "I have several questions for you." Of course you do," he said, handing me a gallon Ziploc bag filled ...ith a pale yellow jelly-like substance.I looked at it critically. "What's this?" This is my exclusive bionic gel that I use for breast implants." It's so ... light."He nodded. "It has the same consistency as breast tissue, but only one-tenth the weight. That helps minimize the back problems so many women have after boob jobs."That answered one of. Quietly in my ear I heard the man behind me whisper, “My name is Evan…Shawn said you might be willing to …ummm…teach me…I hope you don’t mind.” Shit, he was a virgin too. No fucking way could a girl be this lucky in life. I reached up with my hand and pulled Evan’s face down toward mine. Without hesitation, I drew his lips to mine and gently pushed my tongue into his mouth. Evan didn’t wait to return the favor, and his hands continued to massage my tits as his mouth hungrily feasted on mine. As. I put the drinks down and she asked if I like watching her play with her tits and cunt. I told her very much so and that she could masturbate anytime in front of me. I asked her if anyone else ever watched her and she said long time ago while in University in Toronto and asked if I ever masturbated while some watched me and told a few times in the past and that I dated a woman who loved to watch me cum in front of her. We finished our drinks and I said, “does my little cum slut whore want to. Gisteren dus niet, joggingbroek, dikke trui je kent het wel, huiselijk. Onderweg op nog geen 10 min van huis kregen we de bui der buien over ons heen. Nog snel poging tot schuilen gedaan onder een kapschuur bij een boer. Half nat van de regen stonden we daar, en er leek geen eind ana te komen. Ze zei als cliché, als ik niet nat was ben ik het nu wel. En ze ging vragend om een knuffel tegen mij aanstaan, waarop mijn lid toch een beetje groeide. En ineens sloeg de sfeer om, haar hand gespte mijn.