Let me know if you nee-need anything” she says just as she looks back down at his bulge. “How the hell can his dick still look like it’s hard ev...en after he just finished cumming?” She thinks to herself. “Actually there is something I need.” Knowing she definitely was behind the door. Definitely seen and heard him jerking off to the smell and taste of her soaked panties. Though she most definitely sent those pictures accidentally. The familiar smell of her pussy filled the air which can only. Her massive breasts seemed to always sway and jiggle, and her inverted nipples constantly dripped milk enticingly. The pillowy ass she sat on with her thick hard muscled cheeks also held his fascinated attention. He enjoyed her fidgeting from the uncomfortable grass and his blush-inducing gaze. He had wanted her to associate the questions with sex and being naked let her feel as if he was learning more and more about her. All this talking however was taking away from his milk time that he. Adam wasn't sure if one orboth when shaking hands tickled the palm of his hand with one of theirfingers, the universal sign that they would love to fuck her. Adamblushed. In his mind he was not gay, in fact even the thought of a mantouching him, let alone either fingering or touching him with a cockwas yuk, but he was in a female body with breasts and a cunt, a cuntthat felt very wet and was most agreeable to being fingered or as hethought of the cock dildo, penetrated. A yuk because his mind. I had been hit there before but the most recent blow was while I was wearing the vest and it was by a slug. I screamed because of the old injury. It was gut wrenching."That's enough," Molly said. Then she walked up and spoke to me. "You been hurt there before?" Kicked by a no good man," I said."And him," she asked."He lost his vision in one eye," I said.Molly laughed, "Barry I would watch out, if I were you. Now Karen how would you figure out who ratted us out." How the hell would I know. Who.