In the crazy sexy mood I was in, and with my aroused feelings about her, I confessed to her about my fantasy. She smiled, “You really want to try th... happy balls.” She left and came back with two shiny balls (like two centimeter marbles) connected to each other with a string. “Sit on one and insert the other.” I apparantly looked quite puzzled about what to do. She did not hesitate, lifted my skirt and placed the balls into my g-string. Onewent just under my ass hole so I would sit on it and. Cheers! Hurry up, lets have another!’ Harry decided to slow down on the drinking. He was high enough already. He took off his coat and scarf to reveal his fairly scruffy t-shirt emblazoned with ‘Marston’s Pedigree’. ‘Sorry about the gear. I wasn’t expecting to meet the girl of my dreams this afternoon. Anyway, this shirt has been with me through many a campaign and it also tells you that I’m a real ale drinker.’ ‘As long as it doesn’t signify that you’ve got an extensive collection of real ale. Her skin was pale and clear, but with the blonde, it worked. Despite her pale skin, she exuded a warmth that drew you to her, that made you want to know her... really know her... intimately. Jerome’s thoughts became intrusive. He began undressing her with his eyes, glancing casually on occasion from the table to the bar or to whichever table she was at. Between her trainers and the foot of her leggings, her ankles were on show, just ankles to some perhaps, but to Jerome, it was like a motorway. She gave it a lot of thought. She had watched Caesar enough to be able to calculate the angle and height she need for her plan to work. She first thought about leaning over a sawhorse, bracing her hands against a wall, but the sawhorse was too flimsy, and she knew she wouldn't be able to support herself once Caesar really got going. She then looked at the water trough, but that would be too low for Caesar to get the job done. Then she saw the hay bales: perfect building blocks. If she.