Preparing for another afternoon of ‘illness’, the night before she pretended to be feeling a little sickly and to only pick at her food… really ...hough she ate plenty to fill her stomach it was just tidbits and nibbles eaten over a long period of time. In the morning she ‘tried’ to feel better by going out in the garden with Brandy, walking through the sweet-scented flowers and elaborately pruned bushes. Artfully, she sat on a bench every time she came to one, pretending some weariness. It all. She also couldn't help but notice how wet her underwear was getting as she started stripping off in front of her friend."Well yeah, they're small, but surely you're better off with small natural boobs than having fake stuff stuck in your body," Sarah responded as she looked at Amelia's breasts."That's easy for you to say, you've never had to put up with small ones," Amelia sighed."Even I wear enhancing bras," Sarah said, "I'm not really this big either." "Show me," Amelia said.Sarah hesitated,. Or maybe it was Van’s poking me in the ribs again. “Unless maybe you would like to grab a drink or something?” I think I was blushing furiously.Her head tilted, and the long, soft waves of her hair fell down her shoulder as she considered me. She had to be thinking I was some sort of cretin for asking her out in the middle of a family member tragedy. Truth be told, I was feeling very awkward about this. Here I was telling her that I was ****d, and yet here I was, collecting my stuff, and trying. She left her drink behind and scooted into the shadowy corner of the inn, where the wood was stained with the remains of countless brutal conquests.That thick black shaft slapped Irea in the face, eliciting a yelp of surprise and putting her attention back on the woman in front of her. Her hair was buzzed short, and as that cock wetly slid back and forth across her face Irea smelled a definite odor of sweat, enough to make her groan! "Unnngh~" the sound pushed itself out from her chest and the.