The baby-doll nightgown and matching panties were a pastel pink and nearly see through, but they felt surprisingly good against his now smooth and hai...less skin. The firm breasts didn't bounce, but standing made him feel their weight on his chest. The long brunette hair on his head fell to mid-back and was partially covering his eyes. He pulled it back, and the motion made him realize just how sensitive his new nipples were. Rubbing against the fabric of his nightgown made them erect.He didn't. Her cunt was stuffed full of his cock.Nicole rocked atop him, relishing the feel of his cock in her pussy. His hands were all over her body. He really seemed to like her tits. She really liked the way he liked them. Leaning forward, she fed them to the kid. He sucked like a baby starved for milk, and she was sorry as hell she couldn't let him have any."Gimme another drink of that whiskey," she said, and Ken handed her the bottle.She slopped the booze into her mouth, some of it spilling down her. Her ass would show up nicely in the skirt she picked out that came just above her knees.Mandy didn't care if anyone noticed what she was or wasn't wearing that day. She just wanted to enjoy and relish the increased feeling of sexiness and personal freedom that dressing the way she wanted to was giving her. And in the end, it made Mandy feel hornier than hell.As Mandy tried to get involved in the work that she always had waiting for her each morning, she realized that she was really horny. "My. She said it was not needed but I wanted a drink anyway. I took her to a club and got a table near the bar. We ordered some food and I ordered whiskey for myself. I asked her if she wanted a drink. She got a little uncomfortable. When I asked, she told me that in her village girls don’t drink alcohol, even many respected men did not drink. I told her she is in the city now and these customs were meant for stuck up village folk. I told her drinking is a way a to relax after a hard day’s work and.