If she wanted to. He wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. She could touch it ... or not.She decided she wanted to touch it.She was fascinated. ...er fingertips drifted over the heavy sack that held his balls. She’d never had the time ... or inclination, really ... to just look at a man’s balls. There had always been too much hurry going on ... too much “Let’s get on with the good stuff!”She marveled at the tiny, soft hairs that sprouted from that sack. She pushed a finger at the bag, and saw. She remembered hearing the bitches yowling in delight and pain. And then she remembered she had crouched down, letting Pardner have his way with her with his tongue!Images of the man and dog blurred in her mind as Barbara tossed her ass around."Oh God, God, this is too much," the woman groaned."Wait till I give you my cock, baby. Then you can say it." Ohhhhhh..."Oh, she felt his cock, felt it rubbing up against her ass once more. She pranced her ass for it. She wanted to be caught like this. And I work really hard, so they wouldn't mind me talking to you. And besides that, they know you're a great customer!" I'm glad I have a good reputation here." Totally!" She paused, looked at me very seriously and lowered her voice. "Lauren, were you serious about coming here just to see me? You were kidding, right?"Should I stick to it, or make a joke and wiggle out of it. Fuck it. I felt brave. I stuck with my statement, come what may."Of course I'm not kidding, Bridge. I didn't come here for. Ha! That got him, he quickly drove past, must have thought we were going to report him. We could see him disappearing down the road and quickly reversed out and headed off to the flat.As you can probably appreciate, by the time we parked and got out of the car, it was two very randy girls that almost ran down the steps into the flat and almost before I’d got the door shut and locked we were on each other, pawing and groping each other like two demented sex maniacs which come to think of it we.