They were the kind that would catch the attentionof every straight male and more than a few females in a room. The kindthat would never be called brea...ts or boobs; they were melons, funbags,hooters or most commonly, "Jesus, look at those tits!" As if that wasn'tenough, he had the backside to match. His ass was now a big, round,cushiony booty just begging to be spanked, while his hips were wide andcurved, perfect to be grabbed as he was taken from behind.But that was just the first thing that. ..He's got on a seriously skimpy pair of bikini briefs that barely cover everything in front, holding up and accentuating what appears to be a decent sized package. He makes to hook his thumbs into his waistband, likely anxious to get this over with but as he looks up I just shake my hide and then mouth, "Slow down."He complies and slides his thumbs forward, still inside his waistband and proceeds to tease the camera, pulling the front down until you can almost see the base of his manhood and. At least from his point of view he thought he didn't, though she seemed to love everything he was doing. It was too dark for him to see what he was licking most of the time, so he just licked whatever happened to be there in front of him.His biggest "problem" was that she was sucking on his erection like she was possessed. She was so into it that he couldn't concentrate or find his bearing to really know what he was doing.He'd heard of the "alphabet technique" where one makes the shapes of a. ...I had wished to be Mary Jo Shively! And Iwas! Somehow, I had slipped over into some kind of parallel universe wherethey all existed as real people, not TV characters! "I--I'm feeling better,"I said, slowly sitting up."Maybe you should take the rest of the day off, Mary Jo," Julia said. "Areyou up to driving?"I thanked her, told at that I was, and headed home--to Mary Jo's house--myhouse! I recognized the brick structure instantly, though I don't know how Imanaged to navigate my way there..