‘How about my tits?’ Rachal suggested, the corners of her lips curling wickedly. ‘We can get to… that later.’ ‘Oh, I’m… I’m sorry…...�� Lauren blurted, averting her eyes as heat flooded up her neck and across her face. ‘S’ok, baby. I liked it.’ Lauren felt her own pussy flood. This woman was so sexual! Hesitantly, she returned her hands to the warm skin just beneath Rachal’s swollen breasts. They were nice. Large enough to fill the palms of her hands, and capped with hard, dark brown nipples that. "That said, I'd be foolish to think that our little victory over Ted yesterday will still the beast inside that man. If he breaks the deal first, all bets are off."Phil was silent as he mulled over Jack's words. Finally he nodded. "I'll take what I can get." Brianna!"Brianna turned from her locker to see Merrigan walking quickly towards her through the crowd, her red hair bouncing with her steps. She returned the redhead's smile."Hey, Merrigan." Hey. Um, you going straight home?"Brianna shook. He'd never actually removed the tampons from hispurse, but he'd spent the last few weeks becoming well practiced atignoring them.There was no ignoring them now. He sat swooning on the toilet looking atthe mess he'd made of his panties. He'd never been very good with blood.Now, he didn't have a choice. He'd actually stained his damn skirt andthat just pissed him off, because... well it was disgusting and....Dammit! He liked that skirt! It made his ass look great, really wentwith that red vest. John was touching her, spreading it on her thighs and between her legs. She trembled as another little spasm hit."I think you like my turgid meat," John whispered and Holly giggled."Can I get a quarter pound, sliced?" she asked, pointing at the big commercial slicer nearby.John laughed out loud."Sorry, Ma'am, we're all out of turgid meat today," he said. "Perhaps you'd care for some summer sausage, or a nice wiener to tide you over."Holly giggled until John bent over and kissed her. They.