He also called me a heifer, which can be a demeaning name for a heavy-set woman. I took it as a compliment, though, since he was obviously looking at ...y big tits, with my protruding nipples, and cushy ass.The man was really a little intimidating, and he has a deep voice and slight accent that sounded like he could be African-American. His costume is similar to mine, in that it's skin-tight Lycra, but totally black, and his full-head mask looked like a bull, with horns and all. He's about six. Lean forward and just open your mouth. Put my breast inside of it. Now, slowly start to slide your tongue all over it." He began to lick it all over, sliding his mouth and tongue around the nipple. The taste and texture of her nipple in his mouth was turning him on like nothing he had ever imagined before. "Ok, wrap your lips right around the nipple and slowly start to suck on it. Very gently, because its sensitive. That's perfect. Now, do the same thing to my other boob, and use your hand to. You'd just cum in her, skirt on or no skirt on. One orgasm isn't better than any other for you is it?" "Oh yes, it would be better my way. I can show you if you want me to. Unlike the blond girl you have the right kind of skirt on." "It seems I do, maybe..." she said as she slowly slid the thong she was wearing down her legs. She turned and faced my naked body, her nipples were fully erect and her thong was puddled around her ankles. She pouted her lips. "You are so sweaty, you'll make me. Prom with Cayenne Proctor followed by a night with Joanna Kafkasian. Wow!”“Mum’s grounded me for a week,” I admitted. “Better put some decent clothes on, we’re eating out tonight.”“Where are we going?”“I don’t know. It was Dad’s decision. I need to get changed too.”As I peeled myself out of Terri’s hug, I belatedly realised how comforting the warmth of her body had been. Returning to my own room, I scowled at the tuxedo: there was no way I was going to wear that this evening. Instead I swapped.