.. sure, I would try it, in the right company." ' ... in the right company'?" she echoed. "That's funny. Hah. No one wants to get naked in bad company..." she observed, with unexpected, wry maturity -- but still studying her lap.I laughed out loud. "That's an excellent way to put it, Lissa. You're pretty damn smart, yourself."She actually blushed, under her latte-tone skin. Flattery will get you everywhere. Lissa stretched out a leg, straightening a knee, as if to study her toenails or something,. Once we stop, I get up and the sperm flows from my pussy and ass on my thighs. They don’t want me to clean up, and so I continue the walk or rather show up with fresh sperm on my face and along my thighs. Which leaves no doubt what happened to me.We enter a house where we are welcomed by twenty other young people. I can see that we were very much expected. Especially me.And again, I get a lot of compliments and comments about my fat ass, my big tits and my outfit. More on the traces of sperm on. . caressing me all night as she occasionally swings her head to the music and as she leans over to whisper to me about the music. I have a boner all night long and her Sable is awesome. I’m so glad I bid on her. If only for this one night it will be more than worth it. We end up in a quiet bar for drinks after the Symphony. I choose an alcove table and we sit side by side. Her Sable draped over my leg. I’m sure my boner is visible to her. ‘So you don’t have anything against Russians. He said that would be fine, but they would be on overtime unloading after 5:30. I agreed with him on the extra charges and hung up the phone after giving him directions. I dressed quickly and bounded up the stairs to relay the information on the delivery to Louise. We discussed where to unload and decided the cellar next to the studio was the best place due to the overhead door where lumber was brought into that area during construction times. I went down there before I left for school and saw.