" Are you getting in the shower?" After it warms up." Well, what are you going to do while I'm on the toilet?"More courage: "Watch you." Oh yeah?" It ...eems only fair." Why's that?" Well, you've seen me naked numerous times. You've even seen me fucking your roommate, in flagrante delicto as it were. Yet I've never even seen your breasts." Do you want to see them?" Yes."She pulled her pink t-shirt over her head to remove them in their full, gorgeous glory. (She wasn't wearing a bra -- just a pair. I couldn'thelp but notice the eroticism with which I walked: swinging my hips asI moved with small steps in my five inch heeled hooker boots. Mygrowing ass cheeks moving widely to the rhythm of my walk.The building was plain, boring and was no different than any of thethousands of houses like it in this city and those all over thecountry. It was so plain in fact, that I almost thought that it couldnot be the right place at all. I had to try though if I was ever goingto return myself to normal.. "I was smiling at the very Southern influence that his wife, Mary Joe, was having on Roy just to get him to bend even a smidgen on his 'don't-get-involved' attitude ingrained in him since his childhood, growing up near the Red Hook section of Brooklyn.I asked him, "You'd want to know if it was Mary Joe, wouldn't you?" Never happen," he bristled. Then he took a quick drink and banged his glass on the table to show that he was irritated with me; simply even for considering that his loving wife. Steve shoved his cock all the way in all at once. It was wonderful. Steve fucked me for who knows how long when I felt him shooting his first load up my ass. Steve went soft and slipped out of my ass. Steve released my wrists and told me to stand up. He takes me by the hand and walked me to another room. Steve placed me up against something in the middle of the room and had me lay down on my chest. Steve told me to lift up my right leg and then me left placing my knees on some type of support..