’One mourner leaned over and quietly asked her friend, ‘Do you think he means her first, second or third husband? ‘ The friend replied, ‘ I th...ink he means her legs.”There was this man who went to the hospital every Monday morning, and every Monday he would see the same Blond woman on the elevator. One Monday he decided to strike up a conversation with the young blond and asks “So why are you here every Monday?” to which she replies “I go to the third floor to give blood. They pay me $10.00,. Leave all the planning to me OK?’ ‘Yes Charlie.’ She agreed in a small, frightened voice. ‘Just for upsetting me, you can bend over that table and take my dick up your arse like a good girl.’ Charlie roughly pushed Diana face down on the kitchen table. He threw her skirt up over her back, exposing her naked arse. ‘No fucking knickers? You are a dirty fucking whore aren’t you?’ he said getting his cock out and spreading her bum cheeks apart roughly. With no foreplay or lubrication, he rammed. In this case, that person is me and both decided to dress in a way I might enjoy. That may welcome me to certain liberties, ones that they have said they have allowed me to have. I will never assume that I have free access to them or their ‘goods’, as that is far too disrespectful. I have what they like to share and respect when they don’t wish to share something.”Applause and cheers erupted from the room, as I had made sure that everyone in the room had been able to hear me.“So, here is what. Basically the total opposite to Sienna. Perfect! I introduced myself and noticed her view linger for just the tiniest moment on my cock as well.After this introduction we finally started our workout and I sent both girls my orders right away: “You can’t take your thoughts off of my cock and you keep getting more aroused every time you look at it. You want to see it, touch it, feel it, suck it, fuck it!” I watched both girls attentively and soon saw the first signs of their distraction. Sienna.