Like myoutfit?" He couldn't help but stare at her generous curves, and evenin spite of the situation he hardened instantly, making her gigglewith ple...sure, and cup his balls again, hefting them with a professional appraising feel. "Every now and then we get a boy fromthe farms and they all recognize the place. It's a milking facilityall right." "Are you crazy? Look, if your'e some terrorist group it won't doyou any good. You know my folks don't have any money!" She giggled,. Eight pairs just weren't enough.I checked myself in the mirror and from head to toe looked like aprofessional woman. Again, not beautiful but certainly attractivelydressed and groomed. I had to admit I loved my hair! Cindy was awizard!I made myself a light lunch and then put on my coat, grabbed my purseand left for Felicia's store. I decided that I should purchase a coupleof waist cinchers as well.When I got there she exclaimed at how nicely I was dressed. She lovedthe hair and makeup as. Peter began rubbing John's balls and cock. John tried eveything he could but in five minutes, Peter's skilful hand had him fully erect and even near to cum ... the oil was making his glans even more sensitive and Peter knew perfectly how to take advantage of this ... But, before John could cum, he stopped teasing the glistening cock.- "I won ..."He removed the gag and the exahausted John began insulting him ...Peter moved back between the legs.- "Now, my boy, everything is not oiled, your balls. So you needn’t worry about that, I can and will be every bit as available to you as when you knew me before. I am making this offer to YOU after all, not the other way around. You should not feel any guilt about accepting what I am freely offering.’ That last line made a lot sense. She might have lingering guilt issues once she went back to him, but I needn’t concern myself with that. She was making an unsolicited offer to me, on my end, the only question should be whether I wanted to accept it.