It was like a dream, watching her buoyant jugs lull softly with every step. Enchanted, your steps subconsciously wheeled you around, stalking the bust... goddess.Even from behind you could see her tits, so wide and full that they peeked around her arms. Your hands were shaking softly, your lips quivered as you whispered to yourself, “A closer look, need to get a closer look.” Your steps quickened as your heart continued to race, no way you were letting the fattest set of boobs you’d ever seen out. With better designs and unheard of fuel economy we'd be unbeatable. Not only that, but the global warming and environmentalist nuts would go ape shit over the product. Finally, after that I slept for an hour.Saturday was the day. I was going to get my learner's permit, and woke up early and eager. The girls woke up when I did and were eager too, especially when they saw that it was 5:30 and we had plenty of time to play. I figured a better way had never been invented to pass the time and was. Everybody has. I'm like second to Pam Anderson as queen of the fucking World Wide Web."If anything, it made Laura more curious than ever.Laura tried not to stare at Alison. She was very puzzled at finding the girl so fiercely attractive physically. It must be her mouth and her eyes, she thought. Those big limpid brown eyes. That incredible mouth. And maybe those fantastic boobs. But she didn't trust herself even to glance at Alison's body after what Alison had said at the party. I'm one, Laura. I saw two young saree clad beautiful women in a rickshaw, who passed by my clinic. They seemed to be educated and working. It was august 1998. I did not know why my eyes were looking for them next day at the same time. I was too busy in my work, but still my eyes searched for them. That day there was only one woman in rickshaw. The second woman came late, after nearly 45 minutes. This continued every day. I did not know why one day I started followed them on my motorcycle. They lived in the.