" When I returned her to Rick, she said, "Thank you for dancing with me. I'll remember this forever." It was very much my pleasure, Tammy. We'll dance... again some time in the future, I'm sure."Cindy overheard this exchange. She was right in front of me and I had to ask her for the next dance. I couldn't ignore her. "Hello Cindy, may I have this dance?" Yes." When we got to the floor, she asked, "Did you really own my mom's store? She never said you did." Half of it I did for a year, but I don't. He gave me an extra tight squeeze to say thank you. Then I thought to ask. Is there a Z? You want a Z too? Im sorry, Sally, I didnt think to provide a Z. One of Fred, Harold or Vladimir will have to fuck your mouth. Again, you wont know which one it is. You wont be allowed to feel his body because you would probably be able identify who Z is if you did. This whole experience is about anonymous sex a bit like a glory hole, and yet so much better. The whole situation was so outrageous that my. "Hair" was the next menu. It opened up into a bunch of sub-menus like "scalp," "facial," "leg," and "arm." I skipped scalp, but went through the others, opening each sub-menu and clicking "none." One by one, I clicked "arm," "facial," "chest," "leg," "back," "ass," "armpit," and "pubic." A quick tap of the "enter" key, and I was completely smooth and hairless. I looked down at my rock-hard cock to see it jutting, completely smooth and bald, from my naked crotch.I pulled up the menu for "face.". In which he love to see me fucking others. But they were all busy during the day time and I had to find alternatives for my satisfaction. That day when I went to wake up daddy with the morning coffee, he was having a killer boner. I hadn’t had any sex for 2 days since they were too busy and came too late. I knew that they were not starving since they had good secretaries to look after their needs. I couldn’t control myself and threw myself in his lap and started sucking him. Ge soon woke up.