“ Yes,” I answered. “You were dead wrong about that.”“ Well, I could have made it work,” he said. “You were just so stubborn. You copied...Sandy on the email. Made me look like an idiot. I had to lay off 22 people. I had recruited half of them. I had to call them all.”“ So you decided to fuck me. Literally.”“ As soon as I saw your picture on the web page,” he admitted. “I was going to go up to San Fran and take you out and seduce you. Then you made it easier for me by coming here.”“ God, I'm such. By the time I reached the bedroom window she was gently massaging her huge right breast. I would guess that at the very least she was a 42(F), which would make her tits bigger than Jeans. Was it possible that a girl who was only in the eighth grade could have breasts bigger than a woman of twenty-eight? I was getting hard just from looking at her and thinking about that.I had never known my wife to be interested in girls, but when I quietly went back into the main room, there was Jean, staring. I closed up and went to the rear of the shop where I kept the postcards. Most I have bought at a boot sales and the like but sometimes a guy comes in with a box load. It was just last week that I paid a fiver for this box of books and other junk including a pile of postcards and pictures.There she was, her naked tits pointed proudly at the camera. Of course she looked a lot younger then but there was no doubt it was the same women. How this picture came to be in this box I don't know and I will. Oh yesss ''my cute little pink ballorine dress making both crazy , stretching me open all they wanted''daddddyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy daddyyyyy yesssss cummm cummmm ''the now so well known feeling of a nice big cock ready to cumgetting so excited cum about to pour all in me , addicted to the feeling , so wet so taken''ahhhhh yes yesss yesss give it to me daddy yesssss yessss ahhhhh i love your cock''one cock popping out with a splurt''aaggghhhhh awwwww awwwwwweeeee aeeeeeee ggggiiiggg ''''oh wow look.