“But hopefully my friend can convince you.” “Your friend?” she asked as I squeezed her big titties. She moaned in delight as I fondled her an...d kissed her neck. “You want to meet him?” I wondered as I started yanking at her overall. “Oh yes please,” she replied and laid her hand on my crotch. “Follow me, boy.” We rushed through the warehouse which was a maze of crates, planks, rods, among other things. Sybil led me to what was the very back. No one was ever here apart from Sybil, because she. You should have seen the look on their faces, totally petrified. I was starting to relax by this time and decided to have some fun with them. I reached for their hands and told them to come closer. I took one of the boy’s hands in mine and told him not to be afraid, I wasn’t going to bite. I took his hand and laid it over my pussy, rubbing it over my clit. The excitement was really turning me on and the look on his face was to die for. He ran his hand up and down my pussy as well as Jake’s. I ring the Paradise Gold on the other side of the city and make a reservation. Then I get in the shower and hit the road. I have some driving to do if I am going meet you there tonight.-------------------At the hotel, I am watching the telly, wearing just my Dickies. My shaft is as hard as Chinese Arithmetic as I think about what I am going do to my girl tonight, how I am going to make you beg for it.When you knock on the door, I instruct you to come in. You walk in wearing just what I had. Hmm... just how the mind thinks is a wonder. Just how the wonder controls the mind is amazing.In answering a feedback email about my stories, I noticed her text and immediately assumed, well, you are just not doing it right. LOL"Great story, I'm not quite a squirter more of a dribbler. But I lovereading about other women who can squirt. Keep up the great work."Hmm... How do you do it right? Well, it's all about understanding women, girls, broads, dames, hotties, and, well, it just can't be.