Tom just stood back and chuckled. He went over to help her up, grabbing a handful of tit in the process. She was still drunk, her pussy was still thro...bing, and she could still taste pussy in her mouth. Tom looked her right in the eyes and said, Has Jeff every eaten your pussy after sex? I eat Gail every night! Ive already seen you naked, weve already fucked, what else do you have to hide gorgeous. Tom helped her lay back on the bed, and with the room now spinning again, Debbie was not offering. I thought it was strange I reacted this way as well but I talked to Kate about it, you know she now has a M.D./PhD and has a marriage counseling and couples sexual therapy practice. She assured me it is completely normal, it is after all our body’s unconscious response to a very strong almost primeval sexual stimulus. While our mind maybe saying NO! Our bodies are saying YES!!! And in this particular situation, there is no controlling an unconscious, deep-seated primal bodily response and there. He pulled his hand away quickly, exclaiming "Oh yeah! Perfect!"Sheryl was still giggling from being touched by her artist."Just one more," he said, freshening the paint on his index finger and thumb. He slowly let his hand approach her breast again with his thumb and forefinger poised in a pinching position. She seemed to flinch, giggling more, as his touch landed squarely on her protruding nipple."You're finished!" he announced drawing cheers from the crowd as he showed her off.Sheryl climbed. They had been shrinking steadily since the end of my first month as Shelly’s girl. Even I had trouble finding them now, since they had become so much smaller than the sack that contained them. Sonia told Shelly, “Wow! We have really made some progress here. They’re the size of g****s now!” Shelly asked Sonia, “Is now a good time? Can we . . .” “I think we have to at this stage!” said Sonia. Shelly said, “I’ll explain it to her afterwards. Go ahead.” The women began their usual chit-chat as.