And she laughed.I looked at her, unsure as to what to say, and finally, opening my mouth, just said, "You know. Gotta do what you gotta do."She looked...at me, laughed and said, "I have to ask. Was it any good?"I looked at her, laughed, and said, "Only you would ask a question like that. But to answer it? It wasn't awful bad." and Karly just laughed."Well, it couldn't ever be awful bad if you got to go off, right?" to which I just nodded.I wasn't sure where this conversation was going, but. How I’d love Her to hear the pathetic noises I make as She has me on the verge, and then see me bouncing up and down in my seat as She makes me pump spunk into my underpants. I’m sure She wouldn’t want to though. There are lots of lovely big tit models around, and another Girlie-Goddess I found recently is Miss Elle. I started to look at Her first video in January this year but I still haven’t got through it, I always go back to the beginning and can only last maybe 2 or 3 minutes before She. Trista didn’t want to leave a message so she hung up the phone. She got a call back not even a second after she hung up. ‘Hello.’ ‘Trista where the fuck are you?’ ‘I was at the bar and the bartender called a cab that only dropped me and Thomas off at his house. My car’s still at the bar. Don’t worry though I’m with Thomas and he actually saved my ass when it came to this jack ass at the bar.’ ‘Do you need me to come pick you up?’ ‘I think I’m gonna just stay here tonight.’ ‘Alright well I’ll. At last they were done andGreg stood up, went to him, and ordered, "Drop your drawers, cute stuff,and let's see what ELSE those capsules did to you." "W... what ELSE?"Van piped worriedly. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of thepanties and reluctantly lowered them. As he did, Greg smirked andSheryl grinned. She said, "You know, Greg, some guys might not want tolook girly in THAT department." Van peered down at his hairless crotchand saw that his genitals had shrunk to a quarter of.