Now the room is light enough that I can see the small heart shaped tuft of hair that has had the spot of honor just above her pussy for over 30 years....Slowly, as the light increases I can see the outline of her pussy clearly, and I wonder how many cocks have had the privilege to part those lips and how many loads of cum have been dumped into its inner darkness. I know that by now the number has to be in the thousands, probably several thousand.But even with all of the one night stands and with. I was not disappointed. Gina was dressed for business but with a very provocative flair. Her pink mini skirt matched her heels. Her white blouse matched her stockings, but her breasts were aching to be freed. The buttons were ready to pop.So was I. I struggled to hide my throbbing member, but to no avail. Gina noticed it quickly. I could feel she wanted it from the lustful looks in her eyes. She’d done a good job trying to hide it. I decided to play along and tease her a bit.“I hope you don’t. " Well, if you have about five minutes, I can tell you and show you what I need you to do. Oh, and please call me Dave. OK?"His voice was very casual and it sounded nice to Megan. Her simple answer was, "Sure ... Dave." Look," he told her. "Why don't you come over now. I'm in the apartments on Parker. Like I said, it will only take a few minutes. I'm in apartment 2D. Just press the button on the list outside the main door and I'll buzz you in. Take the elevator up to the second floor. I'm right. We met each other on the playground at school him wearing overalls hanging around a bunch of his friends me in my blond pigtails and pink flowerprint dress.I never realley got along with girls i was more of a tomboy I walked up to him and we conversated he thought i was cool and different from most girls we grew up best friends and people would always ask if we dated In middle school we werent as great friends he started to become a jerk and thought he was all that he was on the football team.