I hadn't had the time to paint her toe nails as I had promised but then the color she had worn had been removed and someone had provided amber for her...tips. Her lips were still the soft red though and they smiled when I saw how she looked after coming out of the bathroom. A touch of eye-liner and just a hint of blush gave her face that pristine look. Her long straight hair hung loose and she had tried to hide behind it when she caught me staring initially, but I pushed it back to let her see. .?In a few moments this will be snug against your big, tight prostate gland.You?ll feel an urge to ejaculate almost immediately but I?ll need you to holdstill. I don?t want any mess on my desk so I?ll need to hold your penis into acollection cup.? A feeling of humiliation and reluctant inevitability cloudsover his face. He watches her take a clear shot glass out of the same drawerbefore hearing the click of her heels as she walks back to his rudely exposedback-end.Using the same technique as. ..you..." I have to have you...you can't leave me...not like this!" He continuedto kiss and grind against Amber."No...we just met...I mean..." She tried to pull away."Yes...you want it as bad..." His eyes bore into her as he reachedbetween her thighs."No." She pushed off from his lap as she tried to stand up, franticallyshoving his hands away from her. Struggling to free herself, her entirebody was flushed with heat."Come here...girl." He grabbed her hand and a bare thigh."No!" She. Anyway, after the Dayton Hillbillies finished hanging from the trees, we went into the restaurant bejeweled like a conquering army (actually only about five or six of us got some beads, but we were still spectacular). Stepping into the restaurant we saw Mardi Gras beads on sale for practically nothing. For the price of the hobo’s beer we could have bought twice as many beads. But then again, that would not have been much of a conquest. The hungry band chowed down on a buffet featuring red beans.