Wafto's preparing dinner, and I dasn't disturb him while he's creating one of his special feasts."As they all walked to the bar, Neal whispered to Sha...on, "Is Wafto that poor little dwarf who let us in?" Yes." He gives me a creepy feeling. Those beady eyes of his..." Oh honey, he's very nice," whispered the young blonde wife. "He really is. One of the nicest people I've ever met. He's... done a lot for me since I've been here." In that case, I'll treat him with extra-special respect," grinned. He was a self- proclaimed "lip-slut". He'd make out with any co-ed who showed the slight bit of interest in him. At the college parties, sorority bashes, and after-game keggers, he always found some cute blond to make out with, fingerfuck, or get a blowjob from. And he enjoyed telling me about it too. We traded all the filthy details of our sordid sex lives that two college guys could tell.He told me stories about his neighborhood friends, the escapades they had together, their crazy parties. "Wanna fuck?"She did ... and we did. And the whole time we were at it, I kept thinking about what I'd heard down in the basement, and began planning for the busy day ahead of me tomorrow.Carol had gone off to work to teach her classes. A half hour after that, I headed out the door towards a particular little specialty shop. I had pretty much everything I needed, except for a handful of miniature little spy cameras. Soon after purchasing the units, I arrived home and began thinking about where I. Flat belly, straight back, shoulders back, fake tits pushed out – holding the pose to look her best.With all that cosmetic surgery her ‘best’ is a twisted cartoon vision of what a woman should be. Each time we get a proper, full-length, shot of her, we are reminded of just how fake she looks. She barely seems to care that the dog is licking her – a little roll of her hips is the only sign that she’s even feeling his tongue in her groove.“Are you having fun?” Checks Jenna.Our guest turns her.