It should be me that's sleeping in. Didn't you ever read sleeping beauty? God. What am I going to do with you. Mom was really right. Having a boyfrien... is like adopting a child.”She's positively soaked from her hot yoga class. The light grey gym gear has soaked into an almost black colour now. Her shorts have sucked in to form a slight camel toe. Damn she reeks. I– I– . . . . . GOD DAMNIT I JUST CAN'T FUCKING TAKE IT ANY MORE!!!I droop to my knees in-front of her, thick erection tenting up. This was going to make a mess. I inched her shorts down her thighs to her ankles, revealing her hairless pussy. She had an amazing pussy, very chubby lips, very pink. Her hole glistened with her juices. I ran one single finger down her pussy to her hole and slid my finger in. She squirmed. Could it be? A virgin? There was no way…Samantha…are you…a virgin? I asked curiously. Yes…Im sorry I did not tell you…I thought you would leave me if you thought I didnt have experience…She said. Fifteen seconds later the salesman pulled out his head and surveyed his reflection, which reflected the best haircut of his life.Two feet away was another machine with a sign that read,"Manicures, $20.00." Why not?" thought the salesman. He paid the money, inserted his hands into the slot, and the machine started to buzz and whirl. Fifteen seconds later he pulled out his hands and they were perfectly manicured.The next machine had a sign that read, "This machine provides a service men need when. " His voice was twinged with excitement, turmoil and the hurried cadence of adrenaline fueled hunger.*"Not wanna know. Need to know." I stood up, reached out my hand, he took it, pulling himself up and into me. Testing the bond. His body and mine came together, closer than before, more fitting. My crotch was met by a measured warmth. A hardness that was barely veiled by the materials between us. Our lips met again, more like a tease than a declaration this time. They brushed lightly against the.