Benny continued the story as he measured Margie’s wrist, forearm and upper arm “A young man died after I performed a vaginoplasty on him.” “It...wasn’t your fault, was it?” Margie queried. Benny recorded hips, waist and chest before answering. “No, the procedure went well. The young man refused to follow my post-op instructions to not have sex for at least six weeks. As soon as he left my care, he just had to try out his new pussy. He invited men, no one knows how many to a hotel room. They. " I imagined what it would be like to go down on her. I looked at Mark and he gave me a little wink, but I couldn't tell exactly what it meant. "Megan has her clit pierced, which makes for lots of licking fun," Mark said. I wasn't sure why I was being given all this information, but by now it was making me very horny. Megan and Mark were caressing each other softly as they sat on the couch across the table from me. It was obvious they were worked up as well. Mark's fingers brushed against. Watching her wearing tight leggings and tank tops, showing off her cleavage, and even the quick looks at her tits could not have prepared me for this. I was sitting on my bed writing about the last day of my Junior year, my completely pathetic spree of girlfriends and my failed attempts at losing my virginity, when I heard the slight moan. The voice was so sweet and wonderful I knew it could only be one person. I ran to my window and looked across the way to the house next door, focusing on. ’ Emily readily agreed, with a little blush and giggle- hearing promise in that suggestion. The meeting was extremely brief and efficient. Emily had known exactly what she needed to do, she’d just wanted confirmation. Landon, usually a pragmatist, encouraged Emily to leave first and he’d join her downstairs in a few minutes. Emily smirked at his plans- in light of how he’d behaved the last time they’d been together in his office. Landon shrugged, admitting, ‘It’s how I am.’ Emily made sure to.