It was. I slid some of it in my mouth. Tasted like rubber too. Definitely not like the real thing. I put it back in the bag for another day. I too...k a shower and put on some shorts and a white T-shirt. It was a casual night and I was going to see if Courtney was at work. I arrived at the bar already slightly buzzed. I had taken a few tequila shots while getting ready and they had now begun to warm me up. The bar was empty except for a group of five men chatting loudly at one end of the. She tried to think ofwhat to reply back. She wanted to say the right thing. Then she got it.She knew just what to say: "OMG, I need to be making men cum." She couldhear her words echoing up and down the stairwell."OMG, I NEED TO BE MAKING MEN CUM." This time the voice on the other endof the line's words were more serious. As if she was revealing to Pansysome important truth that just came into her head.Pansy replied back, as she minced down the stairs, "OH MY GOD, I NEED TOBE MAKING MEN CUM.". He shook his head in disgust. Such a waste and all over a simple little girl of barely fourteen years.He wondered, briefly, what his master wanted with the girl. Taking the princess was a bold move and it would certainly move Wenland along the path to war with the Empire – but it was almost too brazen. There were probably a thousand far less difficult ways to manipulate Wenland into war; taking the princess seemed overly complicated. After all, one cunt was much the same as any other.His was. This time his hair was combed, he was freshly shaved and he looked really good. I invited him in and offered him a beer. We sat at the dinner table making small talk about the latest Football game. By the time Michelle was out of the bathroom, we were both on our second beer. When she finally did come out, she was wearing a comfortable top and a skirt that went down to right above her knees. While the top didn’t show off her tits, her skirt showed off her amazing ass. She apologized for.