The thought of being like those beautiful creatures had not occurred to me until now. I felt my cock stirring again and hoped we wouldn't leave anytim... soon.Roberto must have known what I was thinking. "Would you like to have breasts like those? You have a good start." A gentle, warm smile crossed his face. His brown eyes gazed into mine, and if he wasn't sincere, he was a damn good liar. "Such a change doesn't have to be drastic. Like I said, you've already got a good start." What would it. "Stacy loves to give head, honey. Don't ya, babe?" Paul explained on behalf of his preoccupied lover."And here I thought that she wanted to talk first," Michelle remarked."Evidently, she found a better use for her mouth, I must say," Paul quipped in reply, even as he resumed kissing his spouse and started entering his paramour.Despite his dislike of rubbers, the one that he used during anal with Michelle proved handy now, since it meant that he didn't have to wash his dick before fucking. Smiling warmly, he gazed directly into her eyes."I was about to call you about our date for tomorrow night," he said. "You didn't have to wait in line overnight like someone looking for World Series tickets."Glenda dusted herself off and averted her eyes even as he asked if she'd been waiting long."No, I... I guess I've been here about ten minutes." (She was lying; it had been over two hours, although she had been pacing outside in the rain only 20 minutes before.)Glenda managed a wane smile. She lived alone since her daughter had gotten married. Her daughter, Jessica, had married a computer science major and he had a job waiting for him in California after graduation. They had gotten married the weekend after they graduated and left for California the next day. Her daughter called about once every 2 weeks and she seemed to be doing well in California. She had a job as a teacher and she said that she really enjoyed working with kids. She added, as long as they're someone else's, at.