"I'm sorry Lori, I have to ask," started Steve, "why on earth do youhave fake breasts?"Lori, obviously pleased with even this minor compliment smiled ...nd said,"Because when your boobs look this big, it doesn't matter how crappyyour fake ID card is, you get in the bar." Ah," said Steve and Eric, knowingly, in unison."But I haven't needed them since I was 15," she added. "Here you go,"she said forcing the breasts into the bra of the corset."Now, with the gown, we need to make a statement. What. “I’m sorry I shouldn’t have…I umm... I should go…” I get up and pull the tee down covering my butt. I go to my room and shut the door quietly. I go and sit on my bed and sniff the t-shirt, the smell of cologne and a little sweat instantly hits my nose, I feel tears rolling down my cheeks. Not because I was sad… I was angry at myself for being so stupid. I heard Tom’s door open and shut and I prepared for him to walk in demanding an explanation but he didn’t… instead I heard him walking down the. My panties soaked up what they could, but the rest were sat in a small pool on the drench material. The egg was glistening with my creamy cum and as I replaced the pencil for the warm plastic toy, my eyes rolled back in my head, the taste of my arousal only fuelling my need for more. Once the toy was clean, I placed it back in its box. My computer pinged again. Oh No you don’t. I want you to take off your panties and put them in the box. You’re then going to go to the ladies, wash your toy. Joe started playing with my tits and I started writhing with another huge orgasm. Greg's pace got fast and he shot his load deep into my womb with a grunt. Joe wanted to fuck me again. He sat on the couch and had me lower my pussy onto his cock. I was facing away from him and Greg came over to my face and made me lick his cock clean from our previous encounter. His cock was soft now and still bigger than my husband's cock is when it's hard. I could taste the mixture of our juices as I licked.