My breasts arereal when their weight is in my hands--or yours. They have density, then;they are tangible; they are measurable. Unmistakably, they have...xistence. But, after the moment, when they are no longer held, they arejust ideas, nothing more than memories.Eva, my former love, says I am too philosophical: "too philosophicalfor your own good," she says. (She is not philosophical enough for herown good, I say.)Thom (is it pretentious to include the "h"? I maintain that it is; Thomor Tom. My name is Sankar, age 30. The heroine of the sex story is Neha (name changed) and her age is 22. Further details will be revealed sooner. I have tried a new concept and posted an online chat with one of the girls I have met. We agreed to do a role-play and the conversation goes like this. Its bit lengthy, but I believe it will make you wet. So be ready with your boobs, pussy or cock and start reading.Happy reading and happy masturbating.Sankar: whats your body statsNeha: boobs 30Sankar:. "Our husbands are part of this too and will use you anyway they want. We know you fantasize about sucking cock and you can suck all the dick you want now for real." We don't suck cock do we girls?"The two other women nodded their heads......"Not for anything" they said together....."it's not our style." I'll be sick to my stomach most of the time", I whimpered........"it will never work." No you won't, not after we give you our special drugs and supplements. Believe me you'll get used to it. "Yes," Ana agreed. It was set at forty five degrees from one wall to the other and cut a corner off the room. "You can see every part of the room in the mirror." And it can see you in every part of the room as well. It has a television camera behind it, you know."Ana gasped. "What! To spy on you?" All the Prostitutes have them! It's no big deal. It's so that the Clients can view us from the selection room when we're on duty. They scan a live video relay of prostitutes to choose the one whose.