"You can where my clothes anduse the money to buy more." The whore stepped out of her black pantiesand handed them to Terry who slid them up his hair...ess legs. She nextunzipped her PVC dress and gave it to Terry to put on. Lastly sheunzipped her black thigh high boots and stepped out of them. The whorenow stood completely naked while Terry now looked like a common streetwhore. The whore was about to start putting Terry's clothes on when hestopped her. Terry went to his pants and pulled. Then I pressed her boob over her dress.Ahhhh was the sound that she could make as she moaned in ecstasy. Her hands began to come around my neck and she looked directly into my eye and I could see that she wanted this more than me. Slowly her hand was pushing my head towards hers and our lips met. We began kissing passionately and slowly our tongues began to mingle with each other. Now I knew Rashmi was all mine. I inserted my hand again inside her chulidhar and squeezed her boobs and kissed her. It changed somehow. If I hadn’t known any better, I’d say it sounded like she was starting to get turned on. I know I sure as hell was. I didn’t want this to end. I “accidentally” let my massaging hands brush up against her panties once or twice. Each time I did this, she drew in a sharp intake of breath. All I could think of was how much I wanted to fuck her. Another minute and my dick are going to erupt inside my pants. I looked up at her. She was looking down at me, her mouth slightly open,. " I reply. Lynn is a girl from the neighborhood I grew up in, a few years younger than me, but as kids we all hung out and played together. We took a few minutes to catch up and I asked her what brought her out tonight, "My enhancement party" Lynn tells me. I look at her with a puzzled look on my face, then she thrust her chest out to me, "ahhhh" I comment. She tells me that she always wanted a bigger chest size. I whisper into her ear, "Yours B-Cups were always the best part of you"..