In fact, the very idea of it was already making her wet. Brittany stepped into her walk in wardrobe and began to select the outfit she would wear that...night. Several hours later Brittany was strutting down the hallway of the Hilton Hotel, her heels clicking across the marble floor, her jacket wrapped tight around her, she arrived at room 314 and opened the door, dropping her jacket to the floor as she stepped inside. Brittany was wearing a very tiny, very slutty schoolgirl outfit, her blonde. No point in mincing words.“There was a… a truck and it was sk**ding…”“Yup,” I said.“I… I died?”“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”“More or less,” I said.“Are you god?” You asked.“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”“My k**s… my wife,” you said.“What about them?”“Will they be all right?”“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for. " What about on the boob itself?" Julie asked."Not so bad," Tim replied. "Soft flesh is easier." The next picture showed a woman with her nipples tattooed to look like hearts."Ooh, that's pretty. How do you do that?" It's easy. Just a couple of patches of color, it only takes a few minutes. You do have to have occasional touch-ups though. The color fades over time." A couple of pictures later showed a woman with a heart tattooed on her pubic area."I like that one." Julie pulled up her dress and. The boys playing around him finally notice this amazing sightand I thought for sure they where going to run in terror. But the boys gathered around the cock as it continued to inflate,growing freely in Jamal's hands. His member grew with each pulse ofJamal's heart beat as the boys whispering amongst themselves watching thegrowing b**st extend in both length and girth. Then the boys started to touch and rub his cock. Jamal continued tosmile directly at me the whole time, closing his.