She wasn't going to get into an argument over her beauty with a guy. Supermodels had totally different physical qualities from her. For one thing, she...wasn't tall and leggy.Bambi walked into the room. She was wearing a skirt and shoes, but no blouse or bra. She felt stupid walking around like that, but that was what he wanted. She was going to have to do something about it, perhaps get see through tops with under support. She didn't want her breasts to end up hanging down to her knees when she. He wanted more. He sucked hard and felt the nipples go deep in hismouth. Then he pulled the luscious nipples from his mouth. Holding eachbreast, he smiled as they jiggled from his squeezing and shaking. Billshifted his face so her nipples now rested on his eye sockets. He reached hisarms around her and pulled her close to him. He felt the breasts fill his eyesockets and cover his face. This was a wonderful feeling. His fingersinterlaced behind her back as he held her close. He wanted those. Do you have any idea where you were?" That is an odd question for a couple of reasons," I answered. "First off, you make it sound like it happened a long time ago, but it just happened yesterday. Second, you make it sound like I was really there. I'm pretty sure I was lying on my back in the grocery store parking lot the whole time. No matter how real it felt, it couldn't have been real."To answer your question, I told your mother that I had no idea where I was. I've never lived in a city like. It was at this point I knew our lives would never be the same again.After all 20 plus young black boys had used both my son and I for their pleasure, they all stood around and wanked over us, we were covered in cum from head to toe. Paul instructed them to keep out clothes and kick us out into the night, they allowed me to keep my car keys.We got into my car and drove home as quickly as we could, we had a couple of truck drivers blow their horns and flash their lights at us, but other than that.