"Iwant to try it." She said. "Try what?" he answered, taking a long drink ashe sat down beside her. "John…you know…..I want to hang by mythumbs…...to see what it feels like." "Bonnie, don't be silly!" She stood,fists clenched at her side. "John, I want to!" Suddenly she was angry at beingpatronized. "I'm not a little girl, and this interests me." Then she smiled. "Besides,it's a boring Sunday afternoon. What else do you have to do?" John sighed. He would get no peace until he relented, and helped. " If there's a tail it's me that gets followed. Anyway, so what? I'm outwith a girlfriend, shopping." She laughed, steering him towards a windowdisplay of evening gowns. "We look good, you look natural."Jon blushed slightly as they stood, Sandra pointing out the price of anelectric blue gown."Of course," said Sandra, "The real test is getting you into that dress.Trying it on." No," Jon gave a strangled cry. "I can't!" Why not? It's your size. It would suit you." Sandra, I can't go into a. Hot. Like she was a sexy minx, doing all she could to show off her body. She could have worn it to a Halloween party ... hell, she could have worn it to a job interview. She was irresistable.All she wanted was to look stupid, to closer resemble her father, to be the object of ridicule and humiliation. But her perfect body, her huge, fake tits, the tattoos that were starting to take over every inch of visible skin ... she was a walking wet dream, and there was nothing she could do about it.She. I could not wait any longer so i just said to them that i have had a fantasy about getting fucked by my photographer they both wasted no time in putting down the cameras and stood either side of me .OMG they were the best looking cocks i ever seen and the biggest.I told them as i stated to suck the two biggest black cocks that i had planned this all along thats when the studs started holding my head and jamming there fat cocks down my throat where no cock has gone before making me gag and choke.