I'm sure I can think of a few things to please me"The conversation continued in the same direction for probably another hour or so. The wines continue... to flow & the mood was becoming more & more flirtatious. Her mum had now moved on to the same sofa as me & kept making subtle gestures & touches to my thighs & chest. She was explaining how she had hoped to go home with the fella from the date as she hadn't gotten laid in over a month & was ridiculously horny. I couldn't believe the conversation. "He showed me how several shoppers left themselves vulnerable and how he could make a getaway unscathed.I asked him how he knew these tricks."My brother, he 19 years old and he have this friend, name is Joel. Joel brung me down here one time and showed me all them tricks. Said he wanted me to do it with him. But I wouldn't do it." Have you ever done anything like that?" Nope. Not me. And I'm glad I didn't. 'Cause Joel, he's in the penal farm for it right now. And I'm not. But I hope I never get. It will take abouthalf an hour. They push in slowly for two reasons, first, well,naturally we want to make this experience painful, and second,by pushing slowly, they push the veins out of the way naturally.Of course we have occasional accidents but that's why I'm here.If it works properly there will be very little blood. Afteryour'e fully inflated and (smile) tacked in, shall we say, you willbe assigned menial work here at Club Mandingo, where I'm sure you'llagree there is plenty of. Isabella threw a big smile my way. I smiled back. "Isabella, what a nice surprise to see you again. What brings you here?" I asked curiously. "You," she replied seductively. She walked over to the desk and leaned against it. "Oh? Why me?" I couldn't help my eyes lowering down to her heaving breasts that made a strange, tingling sensation down in my groin. The feeling grew as she walked over to me and her breath was close to mine and we stared back at each other. Isabella pushed me back against.