"Good girl. Just stand there." You are good at this, Sir." Did I say you could talk?" No Sir. Shutting up, Sir." She stifled a giggle. I picked up my ...hampagne and sat back in the couch. I could definitely get used to this. I looked her up and down. That telltale glisten of perspiration had appeared on her top lip again. She was so beautiful, I swore she could have been a model. Actually, something wasn't quite right. Maybe music. The lights were bright too."Do you have some music that is. .... she met him in a night club, went back to his hotel, they couldn't get their clothes off fast enough. She was taken aback by the size of his hard cock, she asked him the length and he said 11 inches. He got a ruler out of his briefcase laid back on the bed while she licked and sucked the now semi aroused shaft until it was rock hard again and he proudly measured it as proof. It was 11.5 inches now. She said she was nervous but excited about the prospect of having as much as she could take. But it didn't feel like piss. The stuff was thicker and creamier and--holy shit!Holding them up to his face, Clay sniffed.It was fucking cunt juice! That sexy little piece of ass must have creamed in her fucking panties!The tall, lean farmer staggered with emotion as that realization came to him. He shoved his nose and mouth into the soaking crotchband, sniffing and licking. Lordy! Her fuck juice was sweet! Clay's prick was threatening to burst right out through his overalls and his balls had. With another little slap on my ass she stepped back again, still standingbehind me.S: Turn around and face me please.I turned and we stood face to face, she had one of her hands on her waistand the other over her chest while I had both of mine covering the frontof my panties.S: Sweetie, your body is way ahead of you, it gives you messages thatyou don't seem to understand, but I'll help you catch up. You have a lotto learn... If you want me to help you that is... Do you?With my head down,.