It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. The cafeitself was not so crowded. Only a handful of guests come and go.I observed their conversations through the...bug installed inside Amber'ssmall necklace. The jewelery transfered their conversations to thereceiver inside my earrings. as a sat several chairs from theirs. Ipretended to read the woman's magazine, perusing to some articles aboutthe latest fashion show held in Milan."So, what's your plan for this summer?" Amber sipped her cola andflashed. Of course, that didn’t hurt.Much more important was that Jenn was a cheerful and friendly person, who had an easy smile and infectious laughter. I knew I could use that, since there had not been too much of genuine laughter in my life lately. We talked some about our history and she shed a few tears for me when she heard a sanitized story about Caryn and Judy. However, I did not go into details, and I just did not mention my mission to nail Sean.After that intensive weekend I had to re-examine. She turned to face him, rinsing off her breasts and exciting her turbid nipples in the process. "No, I'm about finished." Jim Morris," he said sticking out a hand as his cock flexed and filled. "You're the one they call Hot, aren't you? Freshman, right? That frat house gangbang, right?"She nodded and laughed. "Gotta run." She pulled free, holding back her shoulders and giving him a good look. They were an incredible pair, high and firm, globular, the tits pointed upward and outward, obviously. “Here…fuck me with this!” “What? You’re kidding me,” I gasped as she handed me a foot long cucumber that Mum had left on the kitchen table as part of a salad. “I’m serious!” She giggled as she hitched up her short skirt and lay back on the table. “But…but…it’s…huge!” I said as I narrowed my eyes to try and take in the size. “Come on…be quick,” Thelma laughed as she pulled her knickers to one side. I grinned and shrugged my shoulders. Possibly because of the vegetable’s size and my.