. and there it was. The road coming up meant it I had reached the next town. How long had I been biking? Half an hour probably, I would guess. How far...was the next town? I tried to remember, but I didn't know. Too bad I didn't have one of those neato little GPS units that strapped on your arm - then I'd know for sure. Maybe sometime I'd ask one of my friends if I could borrow one. In the meantime, I could look it up on a map when I got home, the old-fashioned way. I had a detailed map of the. A dress, bra,and panties were folded neatly on the seat of the chair; beside them werea purse and a pair of glasses. A pair of open-toed shoes sat on thefloor.Mindful of the time, I washed off but tried to keep my hair dry. After Igot out of the shower, I took stock of my borrowed body in the mirror. Myleft breast was a little smaller than my right; my areolae were large andpale pink, with rose-colored nipples that were much larger than I wasused to. I had wide hips and a pudgy belly with thick. “You are going to trash the rope?” Lauren asked, not realizing her implications but Jack couldn’t help but smile in return. “So you would want to do something like this again?!” Jack responded cheerfully, finally getting out of her locked arms and off of the bed. “Maybe…” Lauren responded playfully, looking down at the black bar keeping her legs from closing. “I’ll buy more, the rope is cheap.” Jack said retreating into the kitchen and returning after a short moment. “If you say so, just get. I didn't even know what he was talking about.He grabbed my tits in his huge black hands, moulding the flesh between his fingers and pinching my super excited nipples. He pulled my nipples out from my chest until I was aching with pleasure. He sat himself on my chest, pinning my arms with his knees. He lodged his huge cock between my tits which he pushed together with his hands. Then he titfucked me. It was the first time that any man, well Dave would have been the only possibility, did that to.