I smiled and said “You should see the rest of her” “Really?” he said. I must have had a bit too much to drink, as I confided a few secrets i... him about my wife’s fabulous tits and how she likes titty play and how having her nipples pinched and squeezed turns her on, as well as having her bum massaged and slipping a finger up her arse drives her wild, describing how her neatly shaved runway leads to her large clit, and telling him how she pants, whimpers and moans when she cums. I returned to. The flowerbeds near the front porch looked overgrown. I had a hard time climbing the three steps and getting to the front door. I knocked and waited. Nothing! I knocked harder. The sound of muffled steps came from within. I breathed a deep sigh of relief. The door opened. A few seconds later my eyes adjusted to the bright light and I saw him clearly. The man was tall and slender, early-thirties, dark-haired. He looked at me from head to toe. I stirred self-consciously."It seems that you need. ” “Ohhh, noooo,” Sharon whimpered. “Please, I… I… don’t want to do that I’ll jerk it for you. I will, I will. But, please, don’t make me do that.” “You’re going to do everything I tell you to do Tits,” the man said roughly. “That’s what you’re here for. You’ve been looking for it, now you’ve got it.” His other hand touched the naked flesh of her hip and he slowly stroked upward with the flat of his hand. Sharon felt the thrill travel up her body.. She fought against her wild desire to surrender to his importunate demands. She resisted his brusque orders to flaunt her proud bosom. She backed, whimpering with terror and hidden longings, into a dusty corner of the room. She crouched doing her utmost to hide, from his wild-eyed stare, the twin globes that fired the young man's intense desire. True, she tried to cover her tits, but it didn't do Phoebe, or her fictional persona, Penny, any good."I'm going to fuck you," he said. "If you do as I.