Her smooth, pink pussy lips were clearly glistening with arousal.She stood up angrily, gathering up her clothes and holding them in front of her."You ...now what?" she said, "Fuck you, faggot. My boyfriend's dick is twice the size of yours anyway."I laughed a little at that."That's not what I heard." I said, holding up my little finger, copying her earlier gesture.She was outraged, and confused, but she didn't say anything more.She took one last look at my cock, her eyebrows still furrowed in. Instead, he'd held her shoulders, enjoying the softness and warmth of her skin against his palms. Her hair was loose and smelled like her favorite coconut scented shampoo. He'd wanted to bury his nose in it and scent her, then pull the mass aside and lay a possessive kiss on her neck. So, he'd offered to get her a drink and made a quick but necessary escape. His eyes inevitably returned to the object of his fascination, and he lost his breath. Emily had stood up and was in the process of. I arrived before Megan, and ended up sat down near the end of the long table that had been set up for us in the restaurant. In fact, most other people had also turned up before she did, and the table was gradually filling up from my end, meaning that she was going to get pushed further and further away from me – much to my annoyance. And to make matters worse, I was already stuck next to one of the most boring people I’d ever worked with, ‘Nerdy Nigel’ as we used to call him. He sat there. On Friday morning as Greg was applying the ointment, he noticed her pussy was getting wet and he asks her if she was getting any better. Her face turns beat red as she says it’s been better sence Wednesday, but your care felt so good I didn’t want it to stop. Greg hands her the ointment gets up and walks out the door. Alice did not know what to think half an hour later the phone rings Greg tells her to go to the salon they are waiting for her. When Alice got to the salon, she was told she was.