“Parlez-vous fuck-me, Helen.”“Yes, yes, goddamit YES. Parlez-vous fuck-you Katie.” *Afterward, wet and naked beside each other, we drank win...e, gently touched and kissed each other and once again leafed through the tourist brochures we had brought back to our hotel room.Katie once again waxed lyrical. “After we saw the Eiffel Tower, Helen fucked her English flower.”She giggled. “Is that right, Helen?”There we lay, exhausted from our exertions, wet with each other’s fluids, and she is making up. Mike followed silently. I sat on the toilet listening to what sounded like piss coming out from ass with several juicy farts to compliment it. Mike was washing his cock in the sink. He left me for a few moments as I pushed out what I could. I got up and cleaned myself up. Mike had taken the liberty and put two of the break room sofa's cousins on top of a table. Mike was erect and he had put on a cock ring. I was feeling very weak and unsure if I could take another round. Mike motion me over and. “Even so,” he shoots back. “But once again the TDF is being called out into the open when we’re supposed to be nonexistent after the President guaranteed we were. We have to face the facts that we screwed up.”“I ain’t buying it,” Jonathan says. “This has got to be the doing of Section 8.”“And we’ll have to work hard to prove it,” Grines says. “It is why it is imperative you get back here successfully. It may also put us all on the opposite side of the law until we get to the bottom of it. This naturally occurring chemical has a tremendous effect on the female body, and gets girls excited. The good news is that massaging a woman's breasts produces it. The more you fondle them, the more oxytocin is produced, and that pays off down the road for everyone."All right, now comes the fun part of the discussion, the 'hands-on' part. Guys, you're going to fondle the breasts in front of you, and girls, you're going to tell him what feels good."Start off slow, with gentle pressure on the.