She nervously eyed the hundred cc syringe in a glass case hanging on the wall. "I hope you don't stick that thing in me."He did not see what she had r...ferred to as "that thing." Seriously he answered, "Lady, I never will without an invitation." She gasped, he turned and saw her staring at the syringe. "Uh, I mean I never ... I ... well." His face blazed deep red as her turned and opened the side door into the milk barn.Even though his remark, unintentional as it was, embarrassed her, she. It was all over me, my mouth, in my beard, on my chest, in my chest hairs, everywhere. As she finished squirting, I started fingering her by inserting two fingers in her pussy. For the first few minutes, she was motionless.But as I increased my speed, she started to moan again. She was shaking her hips. I kept fingering her for another couple of minutes. I was also pressing her boobs and nipples. Then again, Priya started shaking her body vigorously, and she squirted again.The quantity was. My mind goes blank and my hand reaches out and shakes his, as far as I can remember. He begins to thank me for all the help I have been, “ I know it has been hard on Mrs Smith with the move and me being gone. What project does she have you working on now?” I tell him we are getting ready to paint, and Mrs Smith went to the store. “ perfect” with a little grin on his face, “ let me get cleaned up and I will meet you down their to help.” I can’t help but notice his beautiful smile as he was. So it all comes down to one game: mine. If I win, we take third or fourth. I was playing this fat geek and I politely offered a stalemate and he not only refused it but boomed that ‘he’d crush me.’ Now I view chess as a game… and wouldn’t play it if I didn’t enjoy it. But this guy had obviously trained and he was actually very good. But like my friend Eric Beekman once told me: ‘If I’m ahead at the last 20 meters, I’ll kill myself sooner than lose.’ Well, materially I wasn’t ahead in the game.