Denny and I continued to talk and flirt with each other. Finally he walked over to where I was sitting and he kissed me. I was on fire. I kissed him b...ck with a hunger I did not know was even in me. He took me around the corner, so that we were out of view of my husband. We made out like teenagers. He raised my blouse and undid my bra, freeing my breasts. He pinched my nipples gently, sending shock waves to my already wet pussy. He reached inside my pants and inside my panties. He started to. ” Your steps quickened as your heart continued to race, no way you were letting the fattest set of boobs you’d ever seen out of sight. She was standing at a lemonade stand, you could see the fellow running the counter trying with all his might not to stare at the glorious round globes that lay but a few short inches from the counter. As he handed her the lemonade his willpower finally faltered, his gaze slipped and and lay stuck there like a rat in a trap. You could hear his voice falter as she. She looked around the bathroom and saw that there was a little shelf on the wall with a stack of towels on it. She switched the camera to video mode and pushed the record button. Then she quietly put the camera between a couple of towels with the lens peeking out. She tilted the camera forward a little, to make sure it would capture the center of the room when Miss Ostiago stepped out of the shower to dry off. She left the room just before Miss Ostiago turned off the shower, barely having time. Other than that, guys do absolutely nothing for me. Call it what you want, but if I don't find a man sexually attractive, that doesn't necessarily make me gay or bi. Maybe that's just me. Fuck labels, just enjoy yourself. But anyway, let's start my story.I work a shitty job. Normal, right? Well, I recently decided to take a small vacation; just take a few days to recharge my batteries, relieve stress, blah blah blah. I chose to head to Dallas to visit my best friend, let's call him Shane. Shane.