You never have to pay fora drink at the club, you make almost twice as much as me on themodeling gigs and let me tell you, it takes a lot of work to g...t myhair like this."It was Regina's turn to roll her eyes. "You must be gay or somethingif you spend more time on your hair than I do. It's the nineties now,metal is dead. Get a haircut. For the record, every drink bought forme comes with the expectation of something more and modeling is aboutthe only profession where women make more than men.". I had to feel her huge breast. She was still jerking my cock. I slowly brought my right hand down to the top of her dirty blonde hair. She tilted her head up to look in my blue eyes. I smiled. She licked her red lips. "Is he close Alice?? Stop looking at him. Just hurry up. It's been more than a minute." said Mr. Royal. I watched as his wife moved her hands around my big clean shave balls. "No! He is not close. You have such big balls...Buck!" said Mrs. Royal."It might help if you make him. Every guy I ever dated fell short because he wasn’t you.’ ‘Damn.’ Was all that came out of my mouth. ‘What, why damn?’ ‘I mean I never knew you saw me in that kind of light. I thought I was a lifer in the friend zone. I too felt the same way about you. Chantel I’ve loved you since the 6th grade, manly punching ass and all. I tried since freshman year of high school to find a girl who possessed half of the qualities and traits that you do. The one that was anywhere near you, she broke my heart,. Show me how much you want me.”I was well beyond using two fingers now. It was a struggle to hold back my moans, with my hands feeling out the patterns and figuring out what felt the best. I had discovered I liked using two fingers over three, and that if I periodically rubbed my clit, not too hard, but went back to fingering myself after about half a minute of clit attention, it made the fingering feel so much better. I was figuring myself out, I was being diligent. I was being a good little.