That was a big part of the thrill. ButI always pictured it as being embarrassing, maybe mortifying at theworst. I did not imagine it playing out this ...ay... brutallyterrifying. As tears welled up in my eyes, my chin started to tremble.All I could manage to say was, "Please, can't you just take my walletand go..."He just stared at me, letting me worry. "Take off the shirt." Please no..." I said... Take. Off. The shirt."Slowly I undid the buttons. As I dropped my arms and let the shirt fallto the. I was doing that on both sides. Then I started pressing them with my hands again. I was squeezing them like anything. Then I started to play with her nipples. I bit her nipple with my teeth and started tingle the tip with my tongue.She was responding very well. Her moans and sounds were making me hornier.My dick was rock hard by then. She felt that. She got up and removed my trouser. She said she just loved the way how it stands hard and welcomes her. My dick was 6 inches exactly and I had. Then the hair, they have to fall short on the shoulders. But not come in the way of the armpits. Some girls, they go out wearing sleeveless dresses and part their hair in two directions covering both their armpits and shoulders. What’s the point, madam? That is so unfair!”“And of course, most importantly, shapely breasts with the small areola. It should not be too wide,” I said. “Those wide ones turn me off generally,” was my last sentence with the final sip of coffee that had gone cold and. .these."Denise pushed Claire away then guarded her chest. "Eeek! I was going to let you use my 'get lucky' heels, but now all bets are off." Denise squeezed her feet into a glittery pair of pumps then made her way towards the door. "I might not even let you eat me out tonight." She stuck her tongue out at Claire in the mirror as she examined herself once more."You wish!" Claire shouted and examined herself in her own mirror. She was hot too, but not slutty. Everyone loved blondes, but Claire.