.. you're the ultimate party favor for a forty year old man's birthday ... you're even wearing my favorite perfume," said Allen as he scanned the wome... before his eyes."Thank you, Allen ... I didn't know this was your birthday," Mary said as she felt her stomach flitter."It is ... I must be losing my mind ... no, I am out of my mind ... Mary, can I use your tits to masturbate with?" Allen asked calmly.Mary's eyes grew huge as she stiffened her upper torso opened her mouth to say something then. ‘Normally when you look up through the water at something above you it’s just a dark outline of the shape that you see. But, perhaps because the angle of the sun was just right for the light to be refracted the way it was, you looked as though you were being lit from beneath. I could see every detail, crystal sharp. Of course the first things to catch my eye were your breasts. Their weight pulling them down from your body, but their buoyancy trying to counteract that, the conflicting forces. I spun her around and cradled her back against my chest as my arms wrapped around her and held her up. She just kept swearing and saying, “Damn, that was good; oh fuck that was what I needed!” I gave her a moment to recover and then stood up, with my arms still wrapped around her. She tried to turn around and look at me, but I held her against me (a breast in each hand) and turned her so she was facing the stool. She let out a low moan as it began to dawn on her that we were not finished and. "I got up and went to the bathroom. I looked into the mirror and removed the collar. What make-up I had was smudged, my hair was a mess, there were stains on my face, my bottom cheeks were red and sore, remnants of cum were on my back and, yes, my pussy was gaping open. I touched the labia and groaned. This was ridiculous. I'd been well and truly fucked yet my pussy was wanting more. I pushed fingers into my wetness and orgasmed. I felt sure I could have pushed my whole hand inside.I left the.