Their conversation was punctuated by joyous laughter."That skirt is so short that Bob's eyes will pop out completely when he sees it!" commented Sarah... "I am horribly envious of you petite, thin people. Us 'big' gals could never get away with wearing something that short." That's not true, Sarah. You have beautiful legs. That little pink number you have on now is not a great deal longer than the skirt I bought. Plus, it is much... uh... slinkier, shall we say." I do like this little dress. It. Her tummy wasn't as flat as when she was twenty, but it wasn't bad. She exercised enough to keep herself trim. Her butt was firm and round, she got a lot of compliments on it from both men and women. And she was proud of her nicely toned legs; all in all, it wasn't a bad picture.Heading back into her living room, she sat down to look through her new toy catalog. She hadn't had a new toy in her hand, or her pussy, for a long time, and felt she deserved one, especially after this week!She decided. My throat was opening up wide too, so much so that I began taking all of their man meats as deep as they would go tickling my nose with their pubic hairs. As the two hours came to a close each man took turns shooting his load down our freshly worn out throats. My stomach was filling up with hot sticky cum by the bucket full. I had never swallowed semen before let alone this much of it all at once. It made me queasy. When they had finally finished, I heard another bell ring. Round two had ended. I went against her wishes of wearing high heels, and I wore my thigh high black boots instead.“Mine is fine,” she laughed as she slammed the trunk closed. She came around the car carrying a box of assorted liquor bottles.“Well you don’t have frigging G cup boobs, trying to bust their way out of your top,” I said as I struggled to keep the top from dropping below my chest. “I should have said no to this ridiculous outfit!”Martha hated when I brought up her small chest. She was barely a B cup,.