I ordered two more bottles of their cheap plonk. I was fuming mad at the insensitive women. Someone rubbed my arse, and I turned to find a guy whose e...es were at my tit level. He licked his lips and finally thought to look up to my face. “Any chance you want to fuck?” he said and dropped his eyes to my tits again.“I’ll fuck your face with my fist if you don’t stop talking to my boobs,” I growled at him. He wasn’t that bad looking, but he was older and a lot shorter than what I went for.He. Sweet Jesus!"Hold this position a little longer. We'll wait for you to shrink a little. We don't want to spill any. This was special for you, wasn't it, Honey?"Sweat dripped from Tim's nose. He whisper-panted, "yes." oOoLilith knew Tim's best orgasms occurred when he focused on his friends or co-workers pumping Eve full of cum. Sex-with-stranger fantasies did nothing for him. Wife masturbation videos would eventually get him there. Still, he had the best orgasms and the most complete release. She was thrilled to see his glistening eyes widen as he drank in her beauty."Do you like my titties, son?" she asked in a low and controlled voice."Jesus yeah!" Terry gasped.Terry had never seen such great tits. They were even bigger than Wendy's, bigger and more voluptuous, more perfect, warmer-looking, softer. He couldn't resist the urge to reach out and grab huge handfuls of tit-flesh, couldn't resist the urge to squeeze and fondle the beautiful breasts that had nourished him as a child,. "You need my permission to talk to John?" I want to tell him what happened last night. I want to share with him what you said and what we did." I appreciate you asking me first," Holly told her.Marnie smiled."What happens in this room stays in this room, remember?" she asked. "I can't break that confidence without your permission."Holly nodded her assent, with a pang of sadness at the mention of that phrase, the comforting phrase she had thrown back in John's face."Sure, you can tell him. You.