Fifteen minutes?"He stared at her in amazement. Fifteen minutes to take him to a degree of manhood that he'd never, ever, contemplated in his wildest ...reams?She lied. It took eighteen minutes and fifty two seconds! Probably less, because one of the boys had to resize his bra. The boy was SO respectful when he handed it back! He felt like a king, fitting his now-humungous breasts into the bra cups! His hips had also been resized so that he now also had the desired 'hour-glass' figure, so desired. I didn't know much about convenience stores, or whether they usually had the owners present.I found a sales book that would work well enough, just something the drivers used to record bread returns. It had the Macklinson name and logo printed on the top of the page, and about thirty lined spaces below for people to fill in which product was being returned. I picked up two of them, one for the driver to record any sales, and one for me to write notes for critiquing each sales call. I wasn't an. Her plan, bring her master to his full virility once again. With her master’s newly hardened member hovering deep in her mouth, and her hand vigorously rubbing upon her clitoris, she lets out a muffled moan of lustful desire. Knowing of her need, her master plunges deep into her mouth a final time. Then preparing to relocate to a more suitable position, her master withdraws from between her lips. Once her master is no longer straddling her chest, she seizes her opportunity. She spreads her. I lay there, too stunned to do anything. “Can you show me how to do it?” she asked innocently. I didn’t protest, “Um… just grip with your hand and stroke it” I said sheepishly. She giggled, following my instructions. I moaned with pleasure, glancing up to see her looking pleased. As she rubbed the head of my cock, I shot a glob of pre-cum, which shot onto her skirt. “Is that cum?” She asked. “Nope, pre-cum, it means what you’re doing feels good.” She looked pleased to hear this, as she giggled,.