Copies of the magazine were piled on the tables. Beats the hell out of the dentist's waiting room, I thought. We walked--or in Millie's case, jiggled-...up to the receptionist's desk. The young woman behind it, no lightweight herself, looked up and her eyes widened. "You must be Millie Wilson," she said. "Uh-huh. We have a ten o'clock?" They've been waiting since eight. Right this way." We followed her swaying hips down a short hallway, where she knocked at a closed door. "Come," said a masculine. What came out of Beth’s throat when her belly button erupted was somewhere between a grunt and a yelp. The pain flooded through her body and seemed to concentrate in her nipples and her pussy. As Beth orgasmed, she set off the blasting caps in her breasts accidentally, spewing blood and half-cooked fatty tissue all over her chest and neck.That orgasm was so powerful that an electrical flow flooded her entire body. Her lower ribcage blew out next, closely followed by her lower belly. Blood and. But she finally broke the kiss when she pushed me towards the bed and pulled her T-shirt off. "What do ya think of 'em?, she asked, with her hands on her hips, looking down at her huge fake tits. "Very nice!", I replied. They were the biggest, nicest shaped boobs I had ever seen in person. "Thank you! I had them done about six months ago.", she said.Then she grabbed the sides of her pajama pants and slowly pulled them down as she wiggled back and forth. Somewhere around her knees, she let go. Up and down she goes, slurping and moaning along the way. When my little back door is shiny from her spit, she gently works a finger up back up inside of me. I let out a soft moan as her finger slides in and out. "Oh, don't stop honey...." She says something in reply, but her mouth is filled with my cock so it's just a mumble. I hear the opening of a drawer and can only assume she is dipping in to our toy chest. A little lube is applied and her finger is joined by a second, all the while, she.