The weight in my hands felt considerable, andthe feeling from both my fingertips and my chest insisted that thesethings weren't cartoon balloons. They...had weight, they had warmth, theyhad a faintly lumpy, faintly grainy sort of internal texture. They mightbe the first pair I'd handled, but they felt very, very real.The girl in the mirror was looking pale. She looked like she might faint.Everything about this felt miles too real to be any sort of dream, fromthe way the tangled hair teased the. " Matinee, sweetie, heels no higher than four inches." Sounds good. When will you pick me up?" It's nice to be a woman,even only a part of a woman."About 11:30, snack at O'Neals, then the opera, then fuck, thendinner, then fuck fuck and fuck." Looking forward to it, hon. Ass'll hurt but I'll love it. And youdo want to go to blown paradise, right?"*********************"God that was an awesome performance, that woman was really hot.Spread your legs, Janet, I want to suck you like you suck me" Oh. He admired her body. Her gleaming pale skin, firm tight breasts and slender waist. Her skin smelled warm and wild. Her sex smelled hot and sweet. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes bright. She dipped her fingers between her legs and brought them to his lips and he tasted her. He slid his hands over her body and pushed her down onto the bed in front of him. She widened her knees and pulled him in between her legs. He brushed his lips up and down her thighs trailing the roughness of his lips. Seeming a little lost, she took Hannah's hands and placed them firmly on her own tits, pressing her nipples into her palms just the way she liked. Sighing in pleasure, she slid her hand back over Hannah's massive belly and into her cunt again. The sudden jab of Laura's hands made Hannah jump but not in an unpleasant way. As she caressed her friend's big boobs, she fingered the nipples, squeezing them slightly. After only a few minutes, small drops of fluid .