” “Well, just for a moment,” I replied, “I’m supposed to be in the second class diner.” “It’s not against the law to invite guests t... dinner,” she laughed, “Besides, I hate dining alone.” “Well, I’m not sure,” I continued, thinking of my financial situation, “I’m on a budget.” “Don’t be silly!” she declared, “Mummy and Daddy will be more than happy to pay for you.” “Oh, you’re parents are on board?” I asked without thinking, and then realized what she had meant. She laughed when she saw. That night we had a very hot conversation about the possibilities. The one Sara liked most was for me to use i on her and make it squirt inside her pussy and than i would eat her. That got me thinking what if I could cum yogurt? I came up wit an idea. I got some Vanilla yogurt and a syringe. I put 3 ml of yogurt in the syringe inserted the tip of the syringe in the hole in the head of my cock, a little scary at first, than i pushed the plunger down forcing the yogurt into the tube of my cock. "I'd have to do the whole thing with viagra," I protested; "And even then I might not have been able to perform." Besides, it's not exactly fair to criticize me ... or other men, for that matter, for not knowing what women really want or need when the women don't understand it themselves. And ... how do you know she ISNT working her way out of it?" Sandi had no response, I thought because she realized that was true. But that wasn't the case."No, Jake ... what women want is to feel safe and. He ended up getting more runs going to Texas and back, helped to avoid a lot of nasty weather. The New Year started off pretty well, you could say that it was rather bland. We got home in time to celebrate Valentine's Day back home. You'd think that us being in the truck so much together, that I'd know what he was planning for me for Valentine's. Well, that never happened...he found a way to surprise me. He set up an appointment for us to have a couples massage done together, spent the day.