And I did, but I didn’t sing any particular song. I swopped with my voice as the feelings from my loins swept over my body. I unbuttoned my blouse a...d squeezed my own breasts and pinched my nipples. It wasn’t long, the feeling had been building for the last 40 minutes and it washed over me like a wave. My legs buckled and I slipped into a wooden chair. Jenni stayed with me as I moved. She massaged my clitoris as she moved her fingers in and out of me. It built up again, I screamed and started. It was a great late afternoon and early evening. Pat thought it was a great next morning too.The time flew by and before they knew it they were saying good-bye to each other at the airport. This was somewhat of a sad affair as there were tears in both of their eyes. Pat said again that he would be coming out to visit. One last kiss and a big hug was done before Jill walked done the aisle to the TSA checkpoint.Pat knew he was going to be missing Jill and it just wasn’t because of the sex they. What that means is that I am confident that I can get all the sex I need and more. I’ve done enough exploring. Now I want to make it good for you too. When we’re done we’ll probably end up as a couple of monogamous fuddy-duddies who fuck on Friday nights and go to the movies on Saturday. Before that happens we are going to leave no stone unturned to make sure we haven’t missed anything.” Brian started to speak and then paused. “I heard that right didn’t I? You said make sure we haven’t missed. Stevens wanted me to have tits. No sooner did I figure thisout than he burst in and started yelling at us to "Get up! Get showered! Getdressed! I can't believe what a lazy pair of whores you are!"So he sent us off to the shower. Janie shaved my legs for me, but told me Iwas going to have to learn to do it for myself. I asked her if she had meant,earlier, that I was getting breast implants."Yes you are, Girly-girl. That's what Mr. Stevens and I were talking aboutbefore you arrived at dinner last.