I was still a youth at high school when she died. Will she be down there – in the basement exhibition?”“For sure, monsieur”, my young friend a...sured me. “Just as she is shown in the photograph. Topless and still extremely beautiful.” He nudged me suggestively with one elbow. “It is said that she had the largest bosoms in Hollywood, as well as a great many lovers, including – so it is rumoured - JFK.”“Mmm… sounds too good to be true. And must visitors to these basement areas only observe or can. You put n a slinky silk low cut dress showing off your sexy thighs and just a hint of your stocking tops, then your new black expensive stilletto's and then adding your perfume and intake of breath go out the front door and to the address given to you. Twenty minutes later you are stood outside a big house, looking both ways you decide to walk up the drive to the front door and go to ring the door bell. As you look for the bell you see an envelope with your name on it stuck. “You’re tight, Ryder,” he whispered. “You’ve stripped back my foreskin.”“You’re huge!” I whispered back. “You’re splitting me in half!”“Just ride, Ryder. Let the train push me into you.”Sure enough, as the train rocked back and forth, he was pushed into me, in inch at a time. His cock invaded my intimate depths that no one had touched before.“So deep,” I whispered. “You’re in so deep!”“Just a bit more,” he whispered back.One more rock of the train and I was fully impaled on him. My mouth was. ?"The teenager sensed his own cheeks quickly growing pale as he brought himself upright in a chair, a wave of tight fear whipping through him. He hadn't exactly used his head on that one... "I-I didn't mean any... "''You got too friggin' much lip, Vincent... and I didn't exactly like that implication of me!" Link snarled at him. "Maybe you're more fink than I thought... !" Aw... please, Chief... I'm sorry," the boy tried at making amends, his fears growing at the infuriated sight of the.