“We should have a theme party in your honor,” he said.

Well, that sounds special, a theme party just for me???

“Yeah,” he said, “we should have a make you squirt party!”

Oh, how special, as I feel a tightening and a longing come to life between my legs. A squirt party, a goal orientated make-me-squirt party. What an idea! Who’d have thought to have a party like that? This sounds way more exciting then say, a birthday party.

“I’ll make you squirt, I always make women squirt, and we can also invite M. He’s good at making women squirt,” he said confidently, “there will be 5 of us, 3m and 2f.”

Oh boy, a small, goal-oriented make-me-squirt party with two very skilled, determined men. M has some other things he has to get done, so he might be a bit late.

I’m so excited, and horny, and well, the need just grows waiting for the day.

And then the day comes. The longing in my body is driving me crazy. And planning… What shall I wear? The red dress? My boots? Red merry widow? Chain mail, maybe to a clinky dance as a teaser. Have to paint the nails bright red. Black stocking, I’ll wear some black stocking, I’m so excited getting ready.

Ding dong…

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