It was the only thing that would fit. Thenight was still young and the full moon lit the sky. The lunar orb: thevery thing which had freed me from tha... pathetic male form. Yes,pathetic. Yet here I was, lusting for men, my pussy was hungry forcock.I headed onto the night streets looking for a man. Any would do, myappetite held no inhibitions.It was cold, but this didn't put me off. It wasn't long before one mancame heading my way and it was obvious what interested him."I know what you want, and. Evidently, he knew it made her hotter if he forced her to give them to him. Sarah whined her frustration and eight little sets of nipples cried out aching for attention. Finally, Sarah arched her back, thrusting her chest forward. Eight little girls thrust with her."John-n-ny, please-e-e-e!" Sarah screamed.John started running his fingertips lightly over each nipple, first one, and then the other. Soon he was pinching them softly and rolling them between his fingertips. He slowly became more. Priscilla wanted to hit herself on the head for not thinking of it years earlier. Sondra was right; Priscilla needed to catch a man like Matt. In fact, she needed Matt. And like every spoiled brat, Priscilla always got what she wanted. As they ate lunch Priscilla looked at her sister from across the table. She almost felt sorry for Sondra. Her sister had no idea about what she had brought on herself and her marriage when she mentioned her husband as a catch. Priscilla was very confident; she. Vima agreed, but suresh insisted he is not. “won’t you be jealous if someone danced with your wife” , I asked. He said, “No, not a bit”. I looked at vima and said “Shall we find out”. … and vima was all eager to find out. We put on some jazz music and we starded dancing slowly, all the time glancing at suresh but he was smiling. We danced for around 5 minutes then vima whispered in my ear “lets find out his limits”. I was too eager to lose this opportunity of dancing close to vima. I pulled her.