.." Shawna!" he flushed, furiously as Hope suppressed a giggle, and Shawna tried to stop the smile spreading across her face."Alright, but you get my ...oint. I'm willing to dress to please you, at the right time, and in the right place. Would you do that for me?" Yes." He admitted, after a moment."And it doesn't matter when? Or where?" Of course it does." Why?" Hope asked."I'm not going to dress like an idiot for public ridicule." But, I didn't think you cared what people thought?" I didn't say. As the two teenage girls left for the back yard to sun, Monica stepped over to me and kissed me on the lips pushing her tongue into my mouth while reaching for my erect cock through my pants. She whispers in my ear, "I'll be right back, hold that thought."After only five minutes of sunning, as I watched them through the window, Monica got up and came back into the house. She quickly came over to me and took me by the hand, leading me to the kitchen counter. Without a word she leaned forward. The container with Jordan's cum was almost two inches higher than the level in Jeanne's. "What's not to believe, Barocca? We both saw Jordan start to cum before Jeanne, and she even outlasted her by a little bit. You can see the results for yourself." "That's just what I'm talking about, damn it!" exclaimed Barocca. "Nobody pumps out loads like this, not even in the Milking device. Not you. Not me. Not Tiffany. Not anybody! You've done something to stack the deck in your favor!". Cindy clenched her jaw and closed her eyes. A deep flush spread across her face and a vein her forehead began to protrude.Then, she drew in a deep breath, held it and let it out as a strangulated shriek. "Oh, GOD!" STOP!" she gasped.I put my hands on her hips and began taking my pleasure. The evening's events had me so aroused it took less than a half-dozen strokes before I climaxed. I lifted my face and panted as I ejaculated.Cindy was regaining her breath as I eased from her. "That was the.