With the light from the hallway illuminating her, she was a picture ofbeauty. She was dressed in what appeared to be a men's tuxedo, exceptthat with h...r figure she looked nothing like a man. The suit clugloosely to her body in some places and pointed out all of the "touristattractions," if you know what I mean, in others. For a moment, Iforgot about my...situation and wanted to throw her down on the bed."I see my bride-to-be is awake," She said with a slight tinge ofsarcasm.I responded with my. Keenum was sitting on the couch with his head back and his eyes closed.“I’ll give you a tour in a little bit,” he said, “I just got to wake up.”“Awww,” Ashley said in a sympathetic voice, “poor guy. You need your sleep!” Her tone was a little baby-like. She knew how to wake him up. She straddled him on the couch. Her tanned, smooth legs on either side of him, her crotch was right over where his bulge was starting to form. She kissed his mouth. She kissed his cheek. Her pussy was buzzing like. "The photos in this book were hotter than Charisse had ever seen, and she became more interested in spite of her good resolutions not to think about sex for awhile. As she gazed upon a giant super-cock ramming into a blissful woman's cunt, or a girl being frigged up her twat, her asshole, and her mouth, all at the same time, she began getting that warm itchy feeling in her vagina again. Her cunt-juice really began to flow as she looked at the next picture. It showed a white girl with two. "I put my head down on my arms then and cried quietly. I felt a hand on my head and I jumped, startled. I thought he had left the room.I sat up and without even looking up at him I said, "Don't touch me Dennis. I'm ... you know what I am now. You saw it. I'm ruined." I chuckled mirthlessly and said, "I'm broken. It's okay. I don't expect you to feel anything for me anymore."He pulled out the chair next to me and sat down. I suddenly noticed as he sat down that he had finally put his pants back.