One day, I was working on a tricky job that required me to be on the floor under the car. The clearance was so close to the floor that there was barel... room for me to roll under while riding a dolly. Anyway, accidents sometimes do happen under that kind of confined conditions, and I was pushing too hard on a wrench when it slipped. My hand smashed into the edge of a piece of sheet metal and sheared off my right thumb! Blood squirted everywhere, but I did not panic, though I wonder why: a. ” She inspects it and squeezes it and looks up at me and smiles. Seven? Seven and a half?”“What?”“Inches.”“I don’t know. I’ve never measured it.”“What! Never measured it? Isn't that the first thing every boy does?" I shrug. Jo gets up and goes over to the kitchen drawer. She comes back with a tailor’s measuring tape. Her jugs swing and bounce as she walks. My cock strains as I watch her. There is something about those tits and the shape of her body that just pushes my buttons. She. She said that he will come by 8’o clock and then I was trying to take a news paper from the table and accidentally my hand hit the water glass on the table. She said that’s okay and came with a cloth to clean the floor.She bent to clean the water and guess what I had a nice show of her boobs.She was not wearing any bra inside.I was totally hard by seeing that.She: what do you want coffee or tea?Me: I said teaShe started walking towards the kitchen and I was constantly looking at her ass.As I. For the most part, they ignored me. But at the end of the first day, this girl caught up with me and said, "You go to Morris High don't you?" I nodded and she said, "So do I and we've got this dumb statistics thing together. Didn't you see me? I saw you in the office this morning."I guess she's used to being seen. She very pretty, exciting to look at, a model-type blonde with long legs and high boobs. I try not to stare at pretty girls since it gets me both excited and frustrated. She looked a.