I think I understand Jen's need better now. I would have loved to havehad the same equipment as her. If I had, I know it would have been used.I think ...hat little holiday has made my mind up about surgery.(About time, sooner the better -Jen)March 21st 2013I contacted the lab and was surprised by the fact that they have alreadylined up a surgeon for me, in anticipation. They were sure I was going todecide to go ahead. It is now a matter of getting dates agreed. Usuallywhen people go through this. Pierce moaned quietly, “Haley...Oh Haley” as he increased the speed of which he pulled on his dic. Pre-cum leaked from his dic as he imagined Haley and him having sex in his bed. He imagined her naked nipples, soft and subtle, pushed up against his face, her wavy brown hair draped over him and her as she moaned and muttered his name. He say his own dic entering her vagina. She moaned as he slowly and steadily humped her. Pierce’s dream was suddenly interrupted, as he felt his orgasm. How many girls could do that? How many would even try?They all stared at me as if I were an artifact in a museum, something to be in awe of. “Thanks boys,” I said, scrubbing my loofa over my breasts to try to get all the cum off them so I could make it to my class. With any luck, I’d still catch the end of the lecture. It felt like I got through all of them pretty fast. “Keep this between us?”“Yeah, of course. What’s your name?” one of them asked. “Gabbie,” I said. “I knew it!” he said.“Yeah?. ”Who was I to argue? Less than an hour ago I’d just been stood up because my date had a “better offer”; now I had just been blown in a public car park and was about to take her back home to screw her brains out. I was a revenge fuck, however I couldn’t care less about that. A forty-one-year-old man about to screw a young, nubile, tight young girl, hell, things had almost worked out perfectly.I breathed out heavily and just whispered, “Jesus...” while looking down at my semi-rigid cock and then.