Ihad booooobs. I couldn't stop smiling.In my mind boobs were like these tantalizing forbidden fruits -- theseones, for example, were probably mellons ...- it was like, they sharedthis dual role as objects of both forbidden lust and forbiddenjealousy. Like most gynophiles I'd always found them to be one of thesexiest parts of a woman's body, but at the same time whenever I sawthem I was reminded that they were something I could never have formyself. When I was a confused teenager and a girl walked. Anyway, the night came when we decided to do it and started working out the details. First, we had to have pictures - the kind that would lure the men but hide our identity. We decided to go as "American College Trio Take Your Pick." So we took a picture of the three of us standing side to side with only our panties on. We each had one arm across our nipples and the other pulling the waist of our panties down as far as we thought was decent (LOL). Marla cropped that one so our faces didn't. But, even though I was so happy, all I could do was look at him in amazement. No matter how much I hate it, I can hardly ever smile. Maybe that's why I never told him how happy I was. "If the second son of a samurai cannot make you happy, I will at least be known as a warrior of repute," he told me. He postponed our wedding and joined the Kyoto Mimawarigumi, entering the chaos of Kyoto--And, he never returned.(There is a slight pause.)Tomoe: I didn't wait for the news to come to me. I went to. I started pumping in and out progressively getting faster ,doggy style, while Vick made her suck him off. I think he came cause he grunted and she started sucking hard and fast to swallow it all. Me, i was completely embraced by the pulses of pure ecstasy i got while pumping in and out of her young virgin pussy.-------------------------------------------------------------------- Vick must have cleared the haze from his brain and was hard again and the invigorating sight.