I'd quite fancied Sandi since she'd first started, often wondering if racial differences had any effect on the taste of a woman's fanny. I decided I'd...try to find out. I'd get her talking at lunch times and soon discovered she'd had no boyfriends and I guessed that she was probably a virgin. Again, new territory for me. I'd find excuses to brush past her and feel that lovely tight arse up against my crotch. It's funny; women don't suspect other women of feeling them up as they do with men. I. So in other words, you're a master of stealth fapping. Or, well, you think so...Below your impressive cock- wide and veiny enough to make orc girls swoon over you, but monstrous enough it terrifies most sane women- you've got a big ballsack. You kind of don't like it, but it makes your man-juices, so you're content with the heavy bag. You've got plump testicles probably the size of smallish apples. They're so big your sack does not wrinkle at all: it is stretched taut around your testicles, but. She returned a moment later with a clothes basket covered by a towel and a wet cloth in the middle of the towel. The towel was hanging over the sides of the basket so I could not see what was inside of it, but I was certain that this was not anything that I wanted. She pulled up a little stool next to my hips as she slid the basket under me and away from where I could see it. Then, she pulled out a couple of diaper wipe type of things and washed my whole crotch while talking about what a dirty. I was having this issue with my car and have been meaning for you to take a look at it, do you think you could right now? (I look at you and you know what I’m talking about. You clear your throat and agree and we ask everyone to excuse us for a moment. We fast walk over to where my car is parked, in the semi deserted parking lot a good 50 feet away from our crowd. I have a tall, suv like car and you push me up against it on the side facing away from our family as soon as we get there. You.