She was barefoot. She smelled good.“Did you know Jona at school?” she asked.“Sure. She and my sister are friends, cheerleaders.”‘That’s ni...e,” the woman said, letting her silk robe flap open and reveal her large breast with its dark tit. It hung down and wobbled as she wrote. “She’s gone off to visit somebody, but she told me, well, told me something about you that interests me.” The woman sat back and crossed her long legs, letting her short robe fall completely open. ‘She said you were an. "Great, where's the changing room?" I asked"No changing room, you try on here!" she replied back.So a little embarrassed as I had only just met the woman, I started to take my clothes off and try on the suits.The first one was okay but a little too baggy, so I tried on the second and that's when I had some trouble with the trousers."They're a little tight" I groaned as the crotch squeezed my junk."Really?" she asked surprised."Where?" Around the crotch" I repliedShe then marched over to me and. .The woman would have drowned, her fingers still rubbing mindlessly against her vagina had I not intervened. I took her into my tentacles, inserting my phalluses into her holes in an act of mercy rather than arousal. She clutched against my mantles, the position the only thing that reminded me at all of Rachel. There was more than their appearance differentiating the women. Rachel interacted with me, her thoughts a rich tapestry of imagination. More than that, my constant companion interjected. Some jerk took the opportunity to grab Fred by his ass andsaid "Baby, you got yourself a beautifully, bodacious, bubble butt there.But your booty would look a lot better bouncing on the end of my prick."Fred spun around and was surprised that his instinct was to slap thisasshole, rather than punch him. Luckily, Steve was right there and heldFred's wrist in an iron grip. He whispered, "Frederica, take a deepbreathe and let it go. We don't want to start anything." To shield hisgirlfriend Steve.