..if you want it...mate”As I spun and put three beers on the bench dividing us: I looked them both straight in the eyes and said: “Guys; I decide ...ho gets my tits and hairy arse okay”They both did the over sexed male apology together: a blended blustering sorry. Love playing the politically correct card, to see guys squirm.Then I just grinned. They both look perplexed.I said it again slowly: “I’ll decide who gets my boobs and butt...I thinking Jarryn can have my tits because he wanted my. The other day, I walked into the kitchen wearing just a tank top and some old panties and he dropped his coffee on the floor. I giggled as he fumbled at attempting to explain himself. It's even helped me get extra money to go shopping. I wear something cute around him and ask him for some money and he just hands me his credit card. I guess my sorority sisters were right.I can't get over the feeling that he wants me. Like the smaller the clothing, the better. Especially when I'm wearing clothes. It was at that time the phone rang and mom answered it. She talked for a few minutes. "Raymond Marilyn needs your help with something." "okay mom tell her I'll be there shortly." "alright then." I got on my motorcycle and went to Marilyn's house. She was waiting by the window when I arrived. She answered the door in her robe. "hello my king." "hello Marilyn. Mom said you needed me to help you with something." "I need you to scratch my itch my king." "is that so?" "it is my king." after saying. "God. You were great out there. You could take that act on the road and make a fortune!" I have a fortune, thank you." Béla said, as herself. She sat up; lovingly rubbing sticky cum into her belly and breasts like it was vanishing cream. As she did so, it actually seemed to vanish, absorbed into her glistening skin like, well, vanishing cream."I really needed that!" she told him, relief in her voice that he seemed to approve of her like this. "I didn't know my batteries were that low!" Well,.