"She did, which made that feeling come ever so closer."Thanks."Destiny then slowly took her top off, showing her bra. She had a slim yet buxom figure ...ack then."Chad Dupree. Have you ever titty fucked?" She asked me as she took off her bra slowly. "Nope," I said simply. "Don't knock it till you try it."Destiny bent over my dick. Her buxom breasts and saliva were on my dick. Her breasts jumped up and down on my dick. I felt feelings for her that were conflicting. I felt lust. I felt animalistic. But for David, for the dream to turn intoreality, it had to be very particular kind of salon. It had to be womenonly for a start, and preferably the kind of establishment that leanedmore towards the traditional than the modern. The sort of salon wherefrom the street you would see proper old-fashioned hood hairdryers linedup against one wall. The sort of salon with delicate lace curtains at thewindow. The sort of salon where you would see ladies with heads full oftightly wound rollers. In short. . you are so beautiful and sexy and desirable," I said, hoping the truth would not scare her away."You think I'm... sexy?" Absolutely!" Would you... would you do anything else?"I slid my other hand around her waist and down, cupping one of her buttocks. "I'd like to kiss and lick this too." No! You'd kiss there?"I moved my hand right over the center of her bottom. "Yes, and stick my tongue in there and make you feel so good!" Oh... oooohhh! I... I can't... believe... you'd do... that," she. It was Ken's observation that Kate was about five foot nine inches tall and around one hundred and thirty five pounds. She had a thin frame with a small waist and butt, but her breasts, which she didn't emphasize in the way she dressed, were large and probably a D or double D cup. She was facially attractive with her short dark hair. He had thought she would rank probably number two in attractiveness and desirability of all the women in this golf club. Joyce had ranked number one and he knew he.