Tiffany looked confused. Despite her painful familiarity with Buford's games, she wasn't sure what the "Ringer" was. Buford intuitively sensed wh...at she was thinking, as he so often did. "The 'Wringer'," he said, "now that was a fun game, with one lip caught tightly between the soles of both boots, pulling on the lip, seeing how far it would stretch, before it somehow managed to pull free. I really liked that game." Tiffany's tender nether lips began to ache in empathetic response to. " He kissed her just under the ear, a light, fluttering kiss that tickled, and yet was warm, too."Um," Sammi said, "yeah, that works." And... this?" He kissed her again at the base of the neck. At the same time he gently squeezed her breast."That, too."He kissed her shoulder, her chest, and, finally, her breasts, going back and forth between them, slowly circling in on her nipples. She gasped when he finally got to her peaks. He might not have had many girls to learn from, but he had definitely. I took my time, trying to think of some way to respond to her. I was angry, but I was also happy to find that I honestly believed Joyce's words again. I'd observed her closely as she was speaking, and I knew she had meant what she said. "I listened to what you told me. I didn't like most of it, naturally. I'm going to take some time and think about it before I try to give you any answers or ask you some questions. The biggest problem I see with what you've just told me is that I'm already. Now, I want you to get up and get undressed,fold your clothes and place them on the chair to yourright and then sit back on the sofa.” He watched as John got up and began to disrobe. Hewatched from his seat as John took off his shirt, thenhis shoes, pants and finally his shorts. He was amazedto see that John was well endowed with a large cock.Though not as large as Eddy, it was still impressiveand he gauged that it was at least 9 to 10 inches whenhard. He also noticed that his cock was.