I mean, yes, but that's not—”“Do you love him?”Oh for fuck’s sake, she thought. “Don't ask me things like that.”“But you don't love me...”She glared at him. “I never led you to believe I did. Do you really want to talk about this now? We’ve only just made up, let's not fight again.”As soon as she said it she knew it was a mistake: When told not to do something, he became twice as determined to do it. “If you're not in love with Sir Rowland then why not just leave him?” he said.Megan sat up. “You. My bladder appreciated the chance to fill up the urinal and a shudder of relief skittered down my back.When I finished, I stood up to pull my pants up and I heard the backdoor open suddenly. Dammit! Barbara! She hurried in, completely oblivious, chattering about something inane while I was still struggling trying to pull my pants up over my ass without tipping over. Barbara had no idea what I was doing when she rounded the corner. Then she saw it! My bare ass!"Oh my God, Bill ... I'm so sorry!". Our exchange of words must have been too much as I heard one of the men outside begin to ejaculate. I couldn’t believe how easy it was, I began to forget the reason I was worried about this in the first place. Jack began to unbutton his jeans, letting his cock spring up. In a flash I was taking his length into my mouth. The taste of his precum was already oozing onto my taste buds as I started sucking him. Jack began to groan; he always loved my blowjobs and tonight was no different. He gasped. The bra felt andfit perfectly. She then pulled what little breast she had up and tuckedthe perfectly formed 34B silicone breast forms into each cup. Chrissysmiled in the mirror as she saw just the hint of cleavage peeking abovethe lace. She had then slipped on the pretty mint robe and tied the sashedamazed at how she looked with the perfectly formed 34B's pushing out onthe silk at just the right places. She laughed at her self thinking ofthe birdseed breast she had used for so long. There.