Her giant breasts are firm and defy gravity in their form. Her thin waist perfectly contrasts her round ass and thick thighs. Her hips have an enchant...ng swing when she walks, almost as if they are begging for a violent spanking. Her blonde hair is a thick, soft blend of butterscotch and honey. Her tan skin is a perfect mixture of creamy caramel and sparking gold. It gleams in the sunlight as if God himself has sprinkled a light layer of cinnamon over her radiant rind.Trish also has the face of. I couldnt take my eyes off of it, i mean at least nine thick inches and not even a hint of a chubby. he walks up to me."can i have the towel now?" what? oh sorry. . here" like what you see?" ummm its huge, i never seen a cock so big"he smiles at me and i notice he is getting turned on as the bulge slowly rises behind the towel."well i guess theres no point in putting my pants back on now that you seen me naked"we went back to the couch and started watching some movie on tv. after awhile a sex. The band had left and so had most of the guests. There were only a few brats left on the grill and only two buns. Sheila took a brat and said, "Ya know Bubba, for some reason this sausage reminds me of your, ah, I mean of you." He smiled, taking the last bun. He opened it to fill it with a brat and said, "And this bun is a lot like you." They both laughed at their inside joke.The next day, Brenda asked her daughters where the extra thirty dollars came from. "Oh," Sheila answered, "I talked. My eyeswidened, but, to my disappointment, she was covering her breasts with herhands. Still, it was a step in the right direction. I was almost sure Icould making something happen with her if I had enough time. "So you thinkI would win this contest if I took my hands away?" she asked. She pressedher hands up against her tits, deforming them into nice soft circles. Hermiddle fingers must have been touching her nipples. I tried to picturethem. Would they be erect? Pink? Brown? Ghost.