John said, “Thanks for listening, that was such a load off my mind to tell you.” He continued by saying, “You’ve been such a good friend, I want to get you something for being such a good friend.” I remained quiet but as we pulled into the parking lot, he asked me to think about it and asked me to please not tell anyone about what he had told me, because people wouldn’t understand. I told him I wouldn’t tell anyone and that I would think about it; how could I not think about it, even though at the time, it wasn’t sitting well with me about having sex with another man, but I nodded Hardcore my head and said, “Yes.’ A few days later, I ventured back to the game room to hang out with friends and he asked if I had thought about it. I told him, “Yes that I had thought about it.” However, at the time I was still unsure. He said, “Come on let’s go get something to eat and we can talk about it.” On the way to the restaurant, I was quiet, because I was so nervous and noticing he asked what it was thinking, I said, “Nothing,” he said, “Come on, there must be something you really want,” and when I continued to not say anything, he became hard-pressed to get an answer. He said, “Come on, there must be something.” At the restaurant, we did not really talk about much, babe but I could sense he wanted to continue to find out what it would take to get me in bed. Eventually, I told him that I would really teen like to have a car. Pausing and looking up, I saw he was smiling. I now realized that I had given him the opening he was looking for and he quickly asked what kind of car I would like to have. I told him I was not sure, but he needed to keep the opening going and he kept probing to get me to tell him what kind blowjob of car I was interested in having. He asked if I liked Camaros, Firebirds, Mustangs, etc. and I told him I was not sure what kind I wanted. He did not want to lose this chance, the chance to possibly getting me to agree to have sex with him. We left the restaurant and as we were driving back to the game room, he said to let him know what kind of car I would like to have and that he would try to get it for me. As we pulled into the game room parking lot, he again told me to let him know what kind of car I want. At the time, I was only thinking about having a car and not thinking about that I was actually giving him the opportunity to have sex with me, and as it would turn out it would be more than just once. As we parked and started to get out of the car, he reminded me to let him know, and as I said I would, he immediately asked if I would be able to tell him tomorrow. I told him I would try. For Brunette the next few days, all I thought about was what kind of car I would like to have and as I thought about all the different kinds of cars, one kept coming to mind; it was a 1956 Chevy, but I also worried about what would happen if I actually went though with it, but I knew it was leaving me open to letting John have sex with me. I was nervous, not sureif I could do it, but later that week I went over to the game room and there he was and when he eventually came up he casually asked how I was doing and then asked if I had made a decision. I was nervous and unsure as to how to answer, and when I didn’t reply right away he said, “Come on let’s go for a drive.” In the car, he asked again. I really wanted a car, but didn’t know what to do. Pausing for a moment, I told him what I wanted. He too paused and looking at me said, “Great,” obviously excited. I told him that I would really like to have a ’56 Chevy. He again said, “Great,” and told me that he would start looking for one, and in my excitement, I then told him that I wanted it to be a two door with a V8 and I would like it to be midnight blue. He knew he needed to keep this excitement going and smiling he told me would get right on it. “To relieve you of your stress.” I felt it all over and it is beautiful - about six blowjob inches long and very thick. The jar looked to be about 1/2-inch full. She asks why but I ignore the request. She was kind of an enigma among the group that hung out. Now touch my Hardcore coochie over my panties, I'm really itchy for it down there." She nodded as she put her hands behind her back. As I got more into it, she moaned “Mmmmm..Michael….oh…oh…that’s sooo bad.” She put her hands on top of my head and weakly attempted to push me away, but I then circled her clitoris with my tongue and she babe teen responded with a moan of concession and pulled my head towards her. Do you understand?” They looked at each other silently for a second, before Tom held his hand out to his daughter. "Get the fuck out of here and you better be good and do what you are told." Back there, you did okay for an old man, Sky." All of his Brunette men were armed and openly carrying. "Well," said Jenny, pausing and looking around, "I knew what he wanted to show me and god damn it, I wanted to see it. The changing area was fun, what Jon tells me is typical mainland Europe with some little cubicles and one big open area.