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And they were. I didn’t scan around to confirm. Couldn’t. I was trying to focus on anything but the return of the tingles. Hate the tub. The buoyancy bouncy feeling it gives through my whole body and especially my breasts. Ahh hells. I have breasts. 34 double D’s. If they’re not properly packed away they jiggle. They jiggled Shit Hate the tub. Well this isn’t working. I could feel goose bumps forming all over my skin. Smooth freshly shaved legs. Crap man. Hate the tub. Damn it. Yea those thought’s aren’t working, and they’re off. Chest braille that would make any blind man see again and the red glow of a blush that would make any lead reindeer jealous. My breathing stuttered an intake as I began to feel secretions. Ok this isn’t good for self control. I’m going to have to work on that. It seems like anything I do or try to focus on isn’t getting me to the neutral desensitized state I’m requiring of myself. After we all finished breakfast, we were ready to pile back into the car.. “You made a fucking mess,” Terry told me, nodding downward. While I was so enraptured by the feeling of her warm, silky cunt around my fingers, the condom must have slipped off under the weight of the spunk inside and splatted to the floor.“You did too.” I pointed at the glistening wet streak on the barstool.I used some bar napkins to wipe up my goo while she grabbed some for herself to remove the wet spot from the stool. Pulling up our pants and wiping the remaining wetness from our naughty bits, we were ready to go. She wadded up the spent condom and its packet, and our wet napkins, into a bunch, handing it to me. “We can't leave a used condom and pussy-scented napkins as the only thing in the trash can. You'll have to take this with you.” I wasn't going to argue, and obediently carried the wet package with me, wrapped up with plenty more napkins to keep the mess off my hands, as she turned off the music, set the alarm and we scooted out the door.Elizabeth was there, hanging out at.
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