Kristi was involved in sports just like Taylor was, but her sport was track & field ... mostly field events, which gave her serious muscle development... And, Jack noted, although he adored Taylor's body, it wasn't as soft as Kristi's."You're what, twenty five?" Would you rather I was twenty five, Jack?" No, Taylor. I wouldn't change anything about you." You're sure you're not sorry I don't have big tits like Kristi?" Not at all. I fucking love your tits." Then why don't you maybe ... show me. Don’t you think it turns me on? I know you’re not that oblivious Ashley.”I didn’t know what to say, this was making me sick. Craig was disgusting. His hair was balding, he was heavy set and he wore these thick ridiculous glasses. This was my only option though. I was halfway drunk anyway so I’d probably not even feel a thing. I guess the thought of fucking the same guy my mother was did kind of in a way excite me. “I haven’t had sex for months now. Your mom is such a prude. I don’t care though. I sucked and bit her tiny nipples, moving from one tit to the other. I was in heaven. Between attacks to her breasts, we were kissing with our tongues exploring each other. She kept encouraging me to pull and twist her nipples and when we weren’t kissing, I was biting and pulling on her nipples. This was exciting me beyond belief.Of course, once I had fulfilled my obsession of manhandling those breasts, my mind thought of new glories to attain. My hand slipped down to her pussy. Even through. Yeah, I know." was all he said, trying to compose himself. I felt he was ready to be led down the primrose path."Tell me, Richie, how'd you find out?" A natural question, I thought, to get things going. He said, "Oh, I dunno, it's all around." Then he made a mistake by saying, "Maybe The Duke spread the word, you know, for his reputation." Talk about opening the door."No, Richie, it wasn't The Duke. Shit, he plays it real cagey and doesn't want anyone to know. He hasn't even told me to mow that.