She found her pink heart tongs...she still found them cute and sexy... the soft shade of pink and the rhinestoneheart that rested on the top of her ro...nd behind. Dina moved to her jewelrybox taking out the chain, placing the chain on the rings... the small hearthanging over hers. She also placed on the matching necklace and earrings. Thevibrating driving her wild... she sat at her vanity and applied her make-uplightly. Looking once more to the clock she knew that she would be cuttingit close.. We could be dressed nicely, or in rags. All that matters to them is the size of our boobs. But men also fear breasts. What would a man think if his breasts were to start growing to the size of his woman's? He would be scared out of his mind! Tonight, we will test that fear. But even beyond that, what is the real purpose of breasts for a woman. No, not to attract men. The real reason is to feed and nourish our babies during their first fragile months of life. We produce milk with all the. “No Cassie, you may keep my shirt,” I said using all my willpower to resist. Cassandra Barnstable took a quick step towards me. Agile, slim arms encircled my neck and lips locked onto mine. This young lady’s saliva-wet tongue made her kisses so slippery and passionate I just could not resist their seductive allure. Heavenly kisses nearly made me forget the dangers of flagrantly ignoring warnings. Still under a spell, I allowed Cassie’s mouth to tongue-fuck mine and mine to tongue-fuck. "I'm not worried," Denise bluffed, which got us hooting.I removed my socks, leaving shirt, sweats and underwear.Cheryl and Dave each actually completed their challenges, and Dave finally got his 5th color. Denise decided to do an impersonation, and chose me to do the guessing. I guessed correctly Marilyn Monroe (Happy Birthday, Mr. President) and we each got a card. Much to her chagrin, I got my sixth color, leaving us tied, and leading the pack.On my turn, I got a chug penalty after failing my.