It looks good, but it was really pretty when it was long." I wanted to look different," Connie said. "It didn't help though, too many people knew abou... it. At first I tried to laugh it off - you know, people chanting 'I think I can, I think I can' when I walked by, and making stupid train noises. Now I just ignore them."We talked to her for an hour, and opening up about it seemed to make Connie feel better. She was nice, and smart - she was planning on being a doctor. What happened at the. .She came running out of the bathroom, her 34b’s wobbling under her loose-fitting top, “OMG Jerry, the time!” she cried and we both looked together as it was coming up to 3pm and Tiff would be back any minute, completely lost track of the time however I knew I would have more opportunities to get my tongue into her hairy arse.She grabbed her wine glass telling me there was more beer in the fridge and to help myself, much appreciated and I don’t mind if I do.It wasn’t long before Tiff came. He needed to pee and I helped him pull down his underwear before he sat down. I caught a glimpse of his long and thick penis and the trimmed hair around it, shocked from realizing he was so aware of his genitals. I heard the streaming piss as he relaxed. We both giggled from the sound. I wondered if he would ask me to wipe it afterwards, but he luckily never did, it would have been so embarrassing I thought at the time. He asked me to bring his bath robe before he tiredly wondered off to get. One, two, three, four, each rhythmic round relaxing her body and mind. The slide racked back and stayed there, indicating an empty magazine. She went to pick up the second magazine from the bench, but as her hand settled on the cool metal, she felt the distinct pressure of what she thought was her instructor’s body against hers, and felt the warmth of a hand come down on top of her slim fingers. “Hey, Brian, just thought I’d throw some lead whilst waiting for you”, she said, not looking up. She.