She told me she did like to make guys come in their pants. She liked the feel of a throbbing dick as it shot in the guy’s pants. She enjoyed the wet...feeling of cum on her hand when it soaked through his pants. She also liked the embarrassment a guy has when his pants are wet and stained – she found this very arousing.After she had been playing with his dick as he drove, they were both ready for her to jerk him off. There was a rest area along the Highway. She was familiar with it. She told him. Jake and Riley held hands as he guided her to where he was taking her. How much further? she asked eagerly. I know youre excited but calm down, we have one more block before you actually see it. he chuckled. A few more feet and shed see the place he loved going when he was a small child, his mother took him there three times a year till he was ten, then she stopped. This would be the first time coming back after all that time and he was bringing Riley with him. Oh My God, Oh My God, please tell. It made me feel dumb repeating it, and for a few minutes, I started to believe I was truly a reprehensible manipulative cunt, and that was not a good thing. I had prepared this speech to help make my case that I felt sorry for what I did so that they wouldn’t actually make me go through with my punishment, and I wanted to lay it on thick. I even added shit I had never done to make it sound like I was even more shallow, vain and selfish than I truly was.“Wrap it up, cum-quat,” Ann spun her. ..." And so you have. One more question. When was it you found you had toshift from a B to a C cup." A C cup? Maybe a month ago. Two?" It's time you noticed, then. Baby, show me. Show yourself. Take offyour bra."I slipped off my blouse, reached behind to unhook it, and shrugged offmy bra's shoulder straps. As I did every evening before going to bed,before making love to Laura."Now look down. Look at you. Look at how heavy those 'pectoralmuscles' of yours have become. Pick them up,.