I stared at her shapely ass as she disappeared into the adjoining bathroom. "I don't want to go to the mall though." She spoke over the loud shush of ...er peeing. "Let's go to the swanky shops down on the boulevard." Yeah ... sure..." Big Tony, my sister's monster dildo, was lying in view now that the sheet had been pulled aside. I remembered feeling it fill me up and wondered if I'd ever be able to recapture that sensation on my own."And lunch is on me," Dana announced around her toothbrush as. "A model oughtn't to be camera- shy!" I - I'm not really a model," Sandi felt compelled to confess. "The agency lady just sent me here because... well... because I can't type and this was the only job there was. And I have to find a job - I absolutely have to!"Tony Fletcher studied the fair-haired girl curiously, trying to guess at her story from her appearance. This was a game he often played with himself, and with his trained eye, he was usually able to make quite astute guesses about total. She was wearing a green saree and matching blouse. She kept the towel and her changing clothes on the hook. Aunty removed her saree and ran hands over her blouse. She unhooked the blouse button and her black bra was visible. She then undid the petticoat knot and pulled the petticoat down. She was now only in her black bra and black panty. She removed both of them. Her big round tits started bouncing a bit after she pulled the bra down. Her pussy was shaved. She was running the hands all over. LeBleu, Tim stammered.” Tim couldn’t help notice how she was dressed. She was wearing a short, black skirt that showed off her beautiful thighs and ass, and her large breasts pushed against her white blouse. “By the way, call me Celeste, my first name. Alright, I think we know why you’re here.” She walked up to him and gave him a quick, short kiss, then pulled away. Tim could feel a boner rising in his pants. Another kiss, this one much longer and fiercer. This time she whispered in his ear “I.