”“So, happy tears?” he asked, clarifying.“Yes, very happy tears,” she said as a few more leaked out.“How about we take a break and go for ... swim?” he suggested. “Lars said yes to being my best man, and all of the guests have been invited, and every single one of them has said yes.”“Well, then we deserve a swim!” she said as she got up off the floor. She grabbed her laptop and sent off a quick email to Virginie, saying they absolutely wanted Max to sing and play. She added a request that the. "I saw how you looked at her, too. She had you wrapped around her little finger." Donna," said Bob, exasperated now, "nobody was wrapping anything around anything else. We were just friends, I'm telling you!"Donna looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Well, Bob, it looks like you're better friends now. She likes you ... you like her ... what's to complain about?" I don't know," said Bob, doubtfully. "It's like she doesn't really know what's going on. I feel like I'm taking advantage of her." And. Yet there I stood, looking at her door which seemed to be mocking me.It opened suddenly and there she was with this sexy grin that seemed to short out my common sense, "I glad you made up your mind!"She tugged one string and her bikini top hung open. And the rest of the story:Part of me said I should have been mortified, with her standing there in the front doorway with her breasts hanging out, but all I could do was stare at those lovely, young breasts, shining with some sort of tanning. .. keep it up... oh fuckin' A!"I knew he was ready and I pulled myself off and whipped around onto my knees in front of his astonishingly engorged purple rig. I licked my lips and gave him the sultry doe eyes he loved so much."C'mon daddy! Feed me! Feed me!! Cum all over me!!!", I whimpered desperately. He looked delirious as he stroked, staring at me with crazed eyes (his glasses had fell off in the middle of one of his rabid strides) and he let out a mighty roar that we later feared may have.