"You're going to have to lift your tee up," I pointed out. She nodded, still facing the wall, and lifted her tee, She was blushing so hard, her butt w...s pink. And what a cute little butt it was, young and firm and ready to pounded. She was tensing her cheeks together. I let her stand like that for a few moments as I admired the view. "Okay, this isn't going to work like this. Take off your pants." Take them off?" she begged in protest."Yes." Do I have to?" Yes," I answered in exasperation. "Do. Of course the result is all the same they dance down to a g-string. Dance with pillows, pulling off the g-string behind these pillows. The wild charge into the audience with all these screaming women, sticking money in their crotch, or between their asses.I had to be as close to the front as possible and act as any other woman would, I was dying sticking these dollar bills in this g-strings and goggling at these males. I couldn't help but think I used to be a male once, now look at what I have. One day, we were hanging out by the park and I built up the courage to ask him out. He said no, as he didn't see me that way. Even though he still wanted to be best friends, I couldn't bring myself to look at him. The rejection hurt too much. I left him sitting on that park bench and spent the whole night crying my heart out. We stopped hanging out (not without trying on his part) and when he and his family moved away not long afterwards, I was relieved. But now and again, I think about him and. It's slow at first, but picks up steam as we breathe harder and harder and harder. Until, almost on the verge of both of us falling over from lack of sufficient oxygen, I say, I'm going to cum. You say: wait a second, pull me out and push me away. You sit on the toilet and say, come her. I move close and you grab my cock, jerking it hard and steady. "I want you to cum on my tits." Almost as soon as you say this, I do. I shoot everywhere. It's on your chin, your shoulder, and all over both of.