He finally got his new card out, and read it. "One minute, alone with your partner's choice. Anything goes."He looked over at Denise, a look of dismay...on his face."No, I'm not going to pick Alex." We all gave a laugh at that; mine might have been a little too quick.She just stared at him for a few seconds. Finally she leaned back settling into the couch. She looked over at Cheryl. "Well, go ahead, take her in the bathroom, but you better be out here in one minute!" She told him. She reached out. I think secretly he finds it funny watching me come out in silly poses showing him the things I’m wearing, he helps me pick out two tops and a pair of jeans before I make my way to the counter leaving him at the perfume counters smelling all the aftershaves. “here what do you think of this?” he asks wafting a pink heart shaped bottle beneath my nose, ”it’s called ‘Just pink’ smells really pretty don’t you think?”I take a whiff and agree as the smell of jasmine fills my space, “I like it” I say. He led the way toward the office.There were about a dozen men in the gathering, all dressed for site work, all familiar to Helen and Rummy. As the two of them came in the door, they rose as one, took off their hard hats and began to applaud.Helen was somewhat nonplussed, but recognized the acceptance and affection the gesture implied. She smiled and looked at Rummy, took off her hard hat and swept it in front of her as she bowed as deeply as her vest allowed. Rummy matched her movement, and the. Slapping her ass, the pain nearly made her lose grip of the cunt lips!Now he was moaning and snorting, through his big flat nose, his eyes rolled and a squauck, sploosh noise hit the lounge as the thick sticky goo fired at 100 MILE PER HOUR, hitting her sore ass. Not one sticky globe of Afro seed missed her small bubble but, amazing control. Another well aimed spurt of very fat sticky yellow spunk let fly, he cried out with his weapon in his hand, the spunk like a snakes tongue firing forked.