What if it could come? Would I swallow?A little later I put it to what must have always been intended as its primary use. First, I tentatively begin t... stimulate my clitoris. Oh my God! It is good for that. I hold it tight in place and it seems to vibrate in my hand, but it is so much more than that. My pelvis can’t help but twitch as this beautiful touching send waves of pleasure flowing into my brain. Over a period of minutes, I savor the orgasms, one, then another, and another. I move it. My cock! Yet she continued doing her chores! When she checked the water for chemical balance she knelt down almost in front of me. She had on a pair of silky looking and really short shorts and from what I could see it didn’t look like she had on any panties. I could swear I could see a very pronounced “camel toe”. She dipped her hand into the water to get a sample then checked it. Turning to me she looked from one side to the other trying to look past those mirrored sunglasses to get my. “So, I saw you looking at me as I walked past you. Hope you don’t mind me sitting next to you”“Sorry about that. Sure, please feel free to” Kris replied timidly, with a little bit of a shaky voice. “I don’t have to if you’re embarrassed to be seen with me.”“No, no. It’s not that. It’s, just, I like big women, and I think you look really hot, but I feel stupid for staring at you and you noticing me doing so. I’m sorry, I didn’t want you to feel like I was looking at you or anything”“If I minded,. My hair I put in a French braid. It trailed down my back in a style designed to highlight my tender eighteen years of age. If Ben was taking me out in public, I wanted to torture him, making our age difference as obvious as possible.My red lipstick, along with some strategic mists of Dior on my breasts and thighs, made me feel sexy. Hopefully, they would also drive Ben mad with desire. Lastly, I chose my black, ‘fuck me’ stilettos. They made my slender calves appear even slimmer.Anyone who saw.