Yet, somehow, George recognized each image. They were the images of his life. In his teens and twenties, George desired a beautiful woman, not just a ...eautiful woman that would go out with him or date him. No, George wanted a beautiful woman that would be willing to be his girlfriend or better his wife. By his criteria, beautiful meant a woman with wide-hips, a small waist, flat stomach, and most importantly, huge breasts. They didn’t have to be naturally large—the rumored French standard. “So, Kristie tells me you know how to fuck!” Crap! Kristie had told another woman and a soccer mom at that. This was bad! I knew Sarah didn’t know but now Summer knew what Kristie and I were up to. “How much do you know?” I asked nervously. “Everything!” She got close to me and pushed her lips against mine. I felt her breasts against me and my cock grew harder as our kiss became more passionate. “Mmmm” she pulled away slighty. “I think you like this?” “What’s not to like?” I replied “I. My body was again responding to her and for a little time, I forgot all about David. I didn't realize David was standing beside the bed watching. Even though I had the pillow over me, he was able to see my hips start to move as I squirmed beside Becky. I was so wrapped up in my building lust, I failed to notice the bed moving as he laid down beside me. I felt what I thought was Becky's hand as it went beneath the pillow to cup my right breast. "Let's say we get rid of this, shall we?" I heard. I said to Crissie that if we go in the house the magic potion will kick in again we will be in the same position as those girls are now. She agreed to stay out side do our business from here. I said to a big blond guy who was fucking one of girls in the ass, when I point my finger and said, "From now on fucking people in the ass is the only way you can achieve climax. It doesn't matter if it's a female or male, you don't care just as long as stick your now 4 inch dick into someone's ass. .