Nice to meet you."She offered a surprisingly strong handshake."What are you learning about now?" I asked."Friction…" she sighed."Well, let's get sta...ted. Now, we experience friction on an everyday basis…"I was interrupted by something that Sarah had mumbled to herself."What was that?" I asked.She smiled and blushed. "I said… I said I haven't felt good friction in over a month."I knew exactly what she meant, and how she felt, but I tried to act as professionally as possible. "What do you mean?". We changed clothes to get into the hot tub. I wore my black one piece, the only one I had that held in my milk bloated tits while holding in what was left of my baby pooch tummy. My brother looked as good as ever in his swim trunks and he had obviously kept himself active. He brought his drink to the tub with him and we soaked, talked, and laughed. It was during this conversation that he told me he was having troubles in his marriage. This surprised me; his wife is beautiful, 5’6 platinum. "THAT HURT! Let me do you! Relax!"I got down on my knees and took him into my mouth. I had barely managedto get his six-inch battering ram into my throat when he lost controland squirted his yummy load! I wasn't particularly upset that he gotoff so quickly. It left that much more time to conquer the number ofcum-suppliers I had in mind! I looked up into his glazed eyes andwhispered, "That was delicious! Thanks!"I left no room for doubt that he was 'officially' dismissed. He wasforced to climb. “I understand that you and Heather are going to give love a try. That didn’t take very long,” Dan mentioned.“We sure are. Heather is an incredible woman and we’re having great times together. Thanks, Dan for introducing us.”“My pleasure.”Andrew left to take care of other customers. “Who’s Heather?” Susan asked.“She’s a hostess at The Hen House. She seems to like me enough that I’m the only one who goes there she allows to fuck her. I brought her here for her twentieth birthday and she and.