“Do you have to? Why can’t you just use a tissue?” she panted, barely concealing her annoyance that she had to talk when she wanted to cum.“Co...me on, it will make your tits grow big,” I pressed on.This caught her attention.“It does?” she asked excited.Vanessa was a cute girl with a petite 5’3” body with all the curves in the right place. Her firm breasts weren’t exactly small, but a little bigger would look great on her. I knew she thought so too and it was too easy not to exploit that. And that’s what she had done. She wanted him and wanted him to want her. Right then and there.Her conservative button down brown cotton blouse and tan bra had been traded for an oversize shear grey muscle tee and the corporate very appropriate office business casual tan slacks had been replaced with a pair of candy cane pink jeans. The tee seemed like a light grey fog that began its downward journey from a cold mountaintop as a soft cloud of mist gently gliding from her neck to quickly grow. She smelled so good and her hand felt my face and lips. I started feeling back and we both started in with little kisses on our faces. I whispered: (“…’girlfriend’, we better stop or I will cum in my pants, and people will see it.”)(“…we’ll have to leave in a minute ‘boyfriend‘, but I want to kiss something too.”) she said. She pulled my shorts and boxers down and I felt her as she kissed the head of my cock and just held her lips on it. I could help it……I came…..She slowly stroked my shooting. Matt saw why Debbie loved him. He was as nice as one could get without being a pushover. They sat at the dining room table and had dinner. When Peter asked Matt what his plans were, Matt told him about golf, Sea World and the zoo.Peter said, "I am wondering if I can add to your plans? The reason I say that is that the there a Bar function next week in San Diego. It's a dinner-dance affair and my firm has purchased a table for eight. Debbie and I are going and so is my partner Jim with his wife.