’ ‘So,’ she smirked, ‘Do have a girlfriend, or wife, or maybe a significant other?’ ‘No,’ I laughed, ‘I don’t have any of those, exc...pt a two month old puppy named, Sparks.’ ‘Aw, I’ll bet he’s cute,’ she giggled, ‘I hope he likes me.’ ‘He’s gonna love you,’ I smiled, ‘Just like I do and just like the rest of my family will.’ ‘Tell me about them,’ Sara said, ‘About your family, I mean.’ ‘Okay, my Dad, his name was Sam, died a little over five years ago,’ I solemnly said, ‘He was killed in a car. Her hair is pinned up and she wears a slinky, scalloped cut wine dress. Her pert little titties are pushed up and they look damn good. A beautiful smile plays upon her lips and shows me white teeth. I wonder what her other lips look like. I’m sure they’re covered in silky black hair. I think she’s part Irish and French she told me.She enters my stall and she stares at me. ‘Well what have you been doing?’ she looks shocked. Remember I told you I was the slightly modest type? Well I fooled her!I. He quickly figured out that the smell was coming down from the direct center of the chair so he began to worm a tentacle through the small space between the chair supports. Almost instantly he felt another part of Jillian’s body, her thighs. He could tell that this is where her legs must meet so he slowly used the tentacles securing her ankles to ever so slowly pull them apart so he could worm his tentacle between them.When her legs were far apart enough that his tentacle could squeeze. Her latex-wrapped monster throbbed as she worked her hand up and down feverishly. Within seconds, the point of no return was reached. She bit her tongue as her climax hit, half-moaning and gasping as viscous, creamy ejaculate rushed into the condom. The end of it ballooned with her copious ejections, a thick pocket of cum forming as she threw her head back and jacked herself to completion.She rested only a few moments before realizing she was running out of time. Margaret turned, retrieved her.