" Right," I said. "Just like the foot-long dong that used to hang betweenmy legs." It wasn't that long ..." ... exactly. That would have been unwieldy... So why would I want breaststhis big?"He looked at my cleavage and then at the bottle. "Okay, what size?" Middling between a B and a C. Enough to get looks but not leers."I felt my breasts shrink. Holding the bottle under my arm, I cupped mypretty hands around them. "Mmm ... better." Fine. Then I'll be taking that," he said, puffing up his chest. Julie is very young, only 21 years old. This was her first job right out of college. Blessed with a smile that can light up a room and beautiful shoulder length blonde hair, she is what we call in the newspaper business a "sex-seller." What I mean is that she has the ability to make people say yes by just flirting. Nice advantage to have huh? Anyway, she is put togehter pretty well too... I mean, she's no Playboy model, but she definitely can make guys notice. Great little perky tits, a butt. Amelia could be stereotyped as a ‘scene’ girl; she was a real ‘girly girl’, but had her ‘punk’ side too. Amelia walked into her bathroom, leaving the door opened as she wriggled her way out of her pink laced panties. She noticed someone was watching her from the corner of her eyes and pulled her oversized t shirt off, exposing her large, braless breasts, and leaving her in the nude. Turning around she saw her brother’s friend Matthew, leaning against the door frame, staring at her body up and. “You went back to your bed after watching me from the darkness of your spare bedroom and touched yourself dreaming of the moment that I would fuck you. Didn’t you?”My body was back on fire and I was so close to cumming.“You’ve played with yourself imagining this moment, haven’t you? How long have you known you were a pussy slut? Look at your fingers buried inside Nic like that. You didn’t even take them out when you thought your husband might be looking.” Debbie’s thumb was rubbing my clit and.