I still had my shorts on and quickly found a presentable shirt that wasn’t too wrinkled (you live for a month out of a suitcase and see what your sh...rts end up looking like). This new collection of well-wishers were pair of narcotics officers from the SDPD that we had come to know well, one had been at our earliest skull session here in this room with the Feds my first day in town. They were a couple of good Joes and had brought a tray of snacks along with a few bottles of wine for me and. In her mind she imagined this female to have large tits even larger than her own and a blonde downy cover over her cunt.Now the invisible hand was stroking Abigail's stomach and working their way up towards her tits; now the imaginary fingers circled her tit flesh in ever decreasing circles until Abigail gasped as the fingers flicked her erect nipple. The entire touches were so light and yet extra sensual that Abigail swore she was dreaming but yet the feelings were real enough.The sensations. Taking a step further, Cathy joined a gym and got serious about losing weight too.Cathy Johnson was a couple of inches shorter than Karen but bigger (fatter). I'd heard the diet talk many times, but Karen's dedication this time inspired her mom.Three martial arts classes a day! I nearly died!I might have been described as lanky if I hadn't been short. My athletic prowess couldn't fill a thimble. About the only thing I had going for me was my metabolism, which seemed to run at super-speed. No. I gasped, losing my breath entirely, then screamed out in pleasure. “Fuck! Fuck yes!”He clamped his hand over my mouth, his other hand pulling on my shoulder to get maximum thrust. He pulled his dick out, waiting for my sphincter to close up a bit before stretching it open with another tight thrust. Muffled at the mouth, I began to weep from pleasure, his pelvis slamming against my ass cheeks as I took every inch of his dick. I moaned into his hand with every thrust, kissing and licking at his.