The sharpness of our chests cut each other just as your hands roam the canvas of my skin.I never thought I would feel okay shirtless, much less that I...could show my chest to others. I never thought I, too, would have the clouds upon my chest. It always confused me when other women saw breasts as shackles. For me, they feel like wings.You tease me again, leaning in as if to give me a kiss, but this time I can’t stop myself. I pull my hands down and bury them in your hair, I-“Hey! I haven’t said. "Thats ok," she said, I dont mind. I looked her in the eyes and watched as she slowly turned to face me and opened her legs wider. I looked down at her cute little pink pussy as a stream of pee started to run out of it. By this point my dick had started to grow and it was out of the water, I could tell her eyes where on it. "Do you want to touch me?" she asked, I couldn't believe my luck as I sat up, she obviously didn't worry about an answer and she spread her legs a little more as I reached. At least I know I don’t.I didn’t any trouble finding Joey. We were only a couple of miles apart. I found Joey talking to his dad about somehow affording a third car. I apologized for intruding and quickly explained what I was trying to do. With great difficulty, Joey and I managed to form a share link, but I could tell it wouldn’t last very long due to the strain on Joey of maintaining it.I opened my eyes and looked down at Scott.“Scott, if this works, you have to promise to do only what I tell. "The old woman closed her eyes for a moment. "Would you like to see how much discrimination there is toward women?"Nelson narrowed his eyes. "You seem to be asking the impossible."The old woman didn't flinch. "Would you like to see..."Crimson shot through Nelson Davis' face. Clearly, he was wearying of this little verbal game. "Yes, if it were possible! Just to prove to you that it doesn't exist."***The old woman stood beside the ticket booth. Beside her, alternating his gaze between the old.