There was only one thing lacking to make my life perfect, and that piece of the puzzle would soon reveal itself.I was attending a meeting with a poten...ial client one day when the client called in his secretary to take some notes. When she came into the room I was instantly awestruck - into the meeting room walked the most beautiful, amazing woman I had ever seen! "Suki, dear, would you take some notes for me in this meeting?" the client asked her."Certainly Sir," Suki said and sat down with her. She looked down with horror the black rubber pipe snaking out of her slit."No, you don't have to do this, please I'll be good." She begged as he began to squeeze the hand pump. The sausage began to inflate! "Oooh god oooohhh!" her muscles pushed back the sausage widening, turning into a ball."Awwwwwwwwww no, no, uggggggghhh!"The thing must have had some kind of one way value because though it took some effort each squeeze made a slight difference, the rubber ball shortening but gaining in. “We’ve got it Mummy!” the little girl called, as her father passed it to her.“Thanks,” he said. He was still looking directly at my tits, barely contained in the tiny bra top.I watched him walk back to the wife. She was sitting at an umbrella table in a t-shirt that came almost to her knees. When she got up to meet her daughter, the sunlight behind her slowed that she was hiding a full figure; not a model’s figure, but full breasts and a bubble butt that so many men loved. If she hadn’t been. ” And like you wanna grab their dicks through their trackies, don’t you? And you wanna pull their trackies down and grab hold of their big sweaty scally dicks. All my scally mates, they make me feel dead horny.All my mates, they all know I’m a dirty bastard. I do something well dirty when I’m feeling horny. And they all know when I’m gonna do it. Like we’ll all be hanging about on the corner or outside Cellar 5 and they’ll see me getting stiff in my trackies. I’ll not hide it. I’ll just be.