“Fuck, this is so thick,” I whispered. “You are gonna love it baby,” Stacey said, and I pushed my ass back on to that cock. Slowly I took it a...l inside me, and I felt him pushing his cock even deeper in my pussy. I balanced myself on that chair, as the man started fucking my pussy. “Oh fuck, Stacey, this feels so good,” I moaned. “Told you,” Stacey said, as she went on her knees, and started to kiss me. “Hmm…” we were kissing and moaning. “Fuck I’m gonna cum,” I said to Stacey. “Fuck her. I mean, who'dgive Selma Blair a second look if it weren't for her tits? Even thecareers of women who have talent and glamour are enhanced by a flash oftheir tits. We watch Linda Lovelace for the prodigious talent of heresophagus, of course, but, if we're honest? Male or female, we check hertits even while she's busy swallowing the best of Harry Reams. And, behonest, when Swamp Thing mates with Adrienne Barbeau, are you watchinghis thing or her boobs?Maybe that's why Bob Hope used to sing. Emily struck a chord when her moistenedfingers disappeared between his checks. Taylor lost his mind with thesenew found experiences that brought him so much pleasure.As dressing up became second nature for Taylor, he'd sometimes wonderwhere all of this was leading him. He chose to enjoy it rather thanresist, and it wasn't long before that's all he could think about. Hisdays flew by at work as he thought about all the outfits he could wearat night and on the weekend.Emily and Taylor started. Finally, he stopped at a very secluded place and parked the car behind the bushes. He locked the car and as he pulled the hand break of the car I closed my eyes with an invitation to him. He pushed my seat back and came on my side. Took off my dupatta and started with kissing my face and neck. When he reached the cleavage, he took off my kurta and my bra and sucked my nipples. His hands on my body and his licking of my nipples had taken me to a different world. He then took off my shalwar and.