(Yes, I know that will infuriate the sort of reader who reads this sort of story, but guesswork never was any sort of reliable guide in these matters.... Tell you what, if you're very good, we might get to measure them later on in the story, if I remember to fit it in somehow).The coffee was again the excellent Dutch brand, which I rather hoped I would be drinking a lot more of over the next couple of weeks. Linda's installation was a little tricky - although she offered me every assistance - and. Fiona judged them to be both not yet 30 and most likely unencumbered by spouse or little ones. They were ogling the girls on the beach making whispered comments on their southernmost assets and the size of their boobs. She could not help but wonder how depraved their descriptive efforts really were. The truck was from a company a fair distance from the seaside village and she presumed they were on a quick round trip as soon as they could offload their cargo.Nonchalantly, she lowered her. "I look HOT! Totally!" I say excited and happy with myself. "The skirt is rather short, I think..." I turn and see it does not reach the bottom of my butt, part of my ass cheeks are left bare, since I'm wearing the thong they've sent all one will see is my skin. "... yes, half of my ass is showing!" I giggle, excited to say it to a guy. "But I'm alone, no one will see it... no one but you, if you get here in my dorm room!" I purr the last part, eager to have him horny for me; it is so much fun. How do I make it come out?”“Well, one way is to rub you penis. That funny feeling you get is the start of it”“ Can you show me?” OH! GOD! I THOUGHT YOU’D NEVER ASK! Said the inner me.“Ok, sit on the edge of the table for me” He did as he was told so that his balls sat on the table and his cock pointed straight up. I stood in front of him, still with my jeans and pants around my thighs. Do I stand or kneel? I decided to kneel for a grandstand view so his cock was only inches from my face. I.