I walked between the tables knowing that everyone there wanted a full display and my panties to come off too. I now knew that I would be able to do th...t on my next visit. I desired to please everyone!On our way home in my little car, Gemma and I discussed and giggled about every little moment of our experience that night. We smiled at the thought of seeing men obviously in their sixties sitting looking at us with lustful eyes. We laughed at the impossible idea they might want to pay us for sex. You?re rightthough, I should probably stop, but if I suddenly stop working out itwon?t go unnoticed and I don?t want to bulk up," Ash finally said toJessy who was sticking the breast forms to his chest now.She gave him a compassionate smile back. "I?m very glad you agree thatthose things are bad for you and if you want I know a doctor who?sspecialised in these kind of things who knows how difficult it is to beyourself in the face of judgement. She can definitely arrange to makethis strictly. Joyce always tried her best to look nice. She was 55 and her figure was a more rounded shape. she was wearing a bright red Skirt Just above the knee.Black Tights and A White silky blouse with her ample boobs pushing through, With red High Heels to match. It was a warm evening so Joyce put her coat on the back seet.Most of the jouney is on A roads,and joyce hates motorways.About an Hour into the journey joyce became restless and kept changing her position in the seat. I Noticed and asked her. It could, indeed, be a feather... or fringe of a blanket... perhaps his hair. I can only imagine, not determine, as the touches and teases continue. The feathery feeling is gone now, replaced with something cold and wet... an ice cube? a popscicle? his fingers, dipped in ice water? Again, my mind can not choose, while my body revels in the sensation. Over and over, new sensations assault my skin, my mind, my being, each one bringing me closer to the point of overload. He knows my body.