I think I can handle a few days off from it.”“But you’re not sure?” Joe smirked.“I have gotten used to it,” she giggled.“What about Lech...” Celia asked.“I gave him Carte Blanche. Fair is fair. But I told him he’d better wear a fucking condom!”They laughed.“Do you think he’ll take you up on the generous offer?” Celia asked.“Ronnie asked me if it was okay to take him to a strip joint. I guess her and Terry planned to reward him for being such a good engineer and having such a nice studio and being. Not being able to stand much more of this you turn round and lower your juicy cunt down onto his cock which slides in so easily, putting your hands on the side of the walls of the cubicle you start to pump up and down on his cock, his hands come round and one opens your blouse and he starts to squeeze your nipples and his other hand finds your clit and he starts to rub it while you are taking his length into your cunt hole, your eyes are closed in ecstasy as you can feel you cunt muscles. Sil worked at “Whole Foods”, a natural grocery chain that usually employed hippies and freaks. The food their was expensive but organic, natural and all that shit. Almost every girl who worked there was a lesbian and the ones that weren’t were at least usually willing to experiment. Sil loved it. She was 100% grade A pure lesbo.Sil threw her plate down on the coffee table and leaped across me, straddling me. ‘Come on and let’s fuck!’ Sil said.One thing you have to learn about Sil, there isn’t. When anyone asked if they could touch those bodacious tatas,the bartender told them it was fine, so long as they didn't manhandlethem.When the place filled up, the bartender suddenly announced 'Milkingtime'. He went to Milton, gripped one of his teats, and held a jar underit. With easy confidence he gave a few tugs and milk came shooting out,to be caught without missing a drop. The crowd loved it and rewarded theperformance by slapping generous tips down on the bar. That happenedseveral.