She bent from the waist down and he couldn’t help but stare lustfully at her ass. “What do you fancy?” She said,“errr, what you got?” he rep...ied, knowing full well what he fancied.“We…ve got….” She said slowly as she waggled her ass a little, “Bud, Carlsberg, Singha or… no that’s it, just those three.”“Carlsberg,” he said, thinking of the add.: If Carlsberg did haircuts he’d get a blow job and a blow dry, he chuckled to himself.“What you chuckling about?” she said, smiling as she walked back.. For the first night in awhile I had some difficulty getting a good night's sleep. I already was aware that Ginny's sexual response to me was much more positive when I had the enlarged penis to put in her. I knew I could have CO2 make it bigger, if I wanted him to. In a funny way, I wanted Ginny to love me, and to appreciate me when I was back to the way I had been before I'd heard the voices, or they'd made any changes in me.The rest of that week end, Ginny and I planned out our trip to. Just when she is about to find a patron for some fortunate women. She is so happy with her lot that she naturally assumes that other girls will be as well. So far, she has rarely been wrong about that. She has also helped me by suggesting some possibilities, and her picks are often as accurate as my own. I'm thinking of making her my partner, if she ever gets out of indenture," Tim commented with obvious pride."Did she help pick mine?" Bertram inquired."Actually, one of them was strongly. His wife was out of town with their sons, he said, and he'd figured for weeks that this would be the perfect opportunity to get everything back in order. The way he spoke, Amy almost believed he was serious about this, too. He seemed to be a stickler for organization. Perhaps he really had just wanted help and nothing more. After all, she hadn't caught him staring at her inappropriately yet. In fact, he seemed like a nice guy almost. Weird, definitely, but nice.So maybe Dad isn't hoing me out!.