’ Pussy waved shyly at Claire.Over the next hour Pussy helped Claire set up. She was helpful and a good teacher although Claire was uncomfortable ev...ry time Pussy’s barely clothed breasts brushed against her cheek or hair as Pussy leant over her shoulder to operate the computer. Claire noted from Pussy’s ID that her breasts were 34DD, the same as Claire, and they produced Grade A milk.Finally Claire was left to work alone. It was simple enough. The software returned an image and Claire. ”I almost laughed, but controlled and said with a smile, “It doesn’t look like it is a foot long, Let me see and decide.”He was still scared and I lost my cool and shouted at him. “If you knew you had a problem with your cock, why all this drama? Why take all this trouble?”He said, timidly, “I am sorry, I thought you would be excited to fuck. Now, I am scared.”In one stride, I jumped and pulled down his underwear. I was stunned. His cock was normal in length but much thicker than normal. At my. Despite how it might have looked, I was no loony. I knew everything. I knew she was involved in a particularly torrid affair with a doctor from the hospital where she worked. I knew his name was Conrad and his address was local, I knew his wife was named Pepper, and his daughters Maggie and Sophie. I knew they had met at the Red Herring, a respectable bar for married singles looking to shed the inauspicious vows of wedlock. I knew, during seven years of marriage, she had been faithful for two.. There was a dark oak pool table in the middle of the room and a large flat screen television on the side with a few overstuffed leather chairs in front of it. This has to be a guy living here she thought to herself. Only a man would have such a large television in his house. She decided to plop down in one of the chairs for a few minutes and relax for a little while. After all if she had been invited into this house why not in enjoy it until her host arrived. She grabbed the remote control off.