"Yeah, it is," he said."And all this really could make you famous?" Famous in certain circles," he hedged."Anybody I know?" Hardly," he said. "And I'm...not going to introduce you to any of them." Why not?" Because they're all like me, and you might think one of them is sexier than I am."She laughed, and it made him feel good."It's Friday night," she panted."It is," he agreed."You know what that means?" It means no classes tomorrow," he guessed."You really don't remember?"Now he worried. Had he. “Hello Sue, this is Jane, do you fancy a coffee? I have something to discuss with you. I hope you will like it.” Jane smiled to herself as she put down the phone.Twenty minutes later the two friends were sitting in Jane's kitchen with two cups of hot coffee. Jane studied Sue as she sipped from the mug in her hands. No wonder Dave fancied her, with her long blond hair and the full figure she knew he lusted after. Jane's survey of her friend's body was almost clinical. Like a predator inspecting. Memories of that day, when this beautiful woman hung from only one breast, screaming her lungs out, still brought him nightmares. It took him a while to learn how to force those marvelous mountains into shape, how to strangle them, manipulate them to his will while keeping their owner safe. And how delicious they looked!He moved his head forward, let one engorged nipple brush over his dry lips, teasing the girl with a flick of his tongue. Then, heaving mightily, he bore down on the compressed. I could literally feel her pussy open and close as she had an orgasm. My wife bathed in the afterglow of having an orgasm. She moved off my head and said, “That was a good start. But you still have much to learn.” With that, she got up and changed into her pajamas. Kate stretched, yawned, and said, “I’m exhausted. Time for sleep.” She got in bed and pulled up the covers. “Honey, can we talk about this?” “What’s to talk about? I’m punishing you for jerking off all the time.” “But this.