Big sent a limo to take us to Hustler Hollywood for the launch.Fans lined five deep on both sides of the red carpet as we arrived. Melanie let me out ...irst. I showed more than legs as I stepped on the curb. I flashed my pussy for those close by. With Melanie on my arm, we walked the hundred steps to the entrance accompanied by wolf whistles and screams. I wiggled my laced covered naked behind as we moved into the shop. A roar of applause greeted us.Mr. Big took my hand, bent down and kissed it. Then, unbidden, the image of my parents in front of the fireplace leaped into my mind. Again, I could see her, kneeling naked in front of him, her hand stroking his penis, her mouth sucking at him, I imagined I heard her moans mixed with his.With a will of its own, my right hand left my breast, trailed over my tummy, slipped into the folds between my legs, and found the center of my universe!!!My clitoris was standing in the damp folds there, protruding slightly. Funny that I had never noticed. That melts my heart a bit, and the words "fuck house" ring in my head. And then I think: "So I'll get fucked here too? It's decided, apparently? This is why alcohol is fuckin' bad! At 11 a.m.! Now I finally get it!" And what did you expect? Fifty fuckin’ shades?! Roses every morning and a helicopter!? That’s how it works?" I yell, unleashing some of my growing anger."Why didn’t you tell me this!?" She shouts. I am silent. I could have; I just didn’t think there was any need to. "Oh my God! I. When I had licked up the last of the drops, I rubbed my face against her chest, enjoying the contrast in texture between my stubble and her smooth skin.Taking the spoon I dipped up a little of the softening cream and pressed the bowl of the spoon against her left nipple. She hissed as the cold of the cream and the spoon contacted her hot flesh. Her nipple became even harder, and covered in the white liquid it looked almost like she was lactating. I bent and took that nipple between my lips,.