"Nopers," Christi clowned, "they look great: all hard and suckable," she licked her cherry red lips, "just the way I like 'em." I still don't know," K...thy fretted. "I just don't want him to think I'm not turned on or anything." Well, there's one sure way to find out."Kathy spied a nearby gentleman shopper. "Excuse me, sir," she thrust her chest out in his direction, "but what color are my eyes?" Duh," the startled man stammered as he stared at the blonde's budding bosom."Your right, Chris," she. After all, it was a lurid act, and the only honest way to film it was luridly. So, like a porn director I hovered the camera inches from the girl’s body, preparing for the money shot.Having apparently forgotten to bring lube, Mark improvised by spitting a couple of times on the girl’s hairless pussy. Then, placing the head of his cock against her vaginal slit, he pushed himself into her with an audible ?squick?. I held the close-up of their coupling for a few seconds, then slowly zoomed out to. "I need something, something that'll make me feel better. Oh Barbara, you've found it--with the dog, with Brad." Then you're not... not ashamed of me?"Christina shook her head back and forth quickly, swallowing hard."Maybe a few years ago you would have shocked me," she confessed, smiling more broadly. Christina walked up to her, laying one hand gently on her cousin's shoulder. "But now, I know what you were going through."The two women stood there in the living room for a moment, staring at. "She giggled. "Well, whatever turns you on. Can you tell the difference between Destiny and me?" Not after it's cooked. I surely can tell when I'm feasting first hand and I get to do a taste test. I think I could tell the difference blindfolded." One of these days, we might arrange a trial. Anyway, I hope you're ready to sleep." He cuddled us both on his chest as usual as Mom reached over to kiss me. She whispered, "Isn't this kind of nice sleeping on this muscle pillow?" I can't imagine.