She took me by the hand, and led me over to the wall. "Fuck me, stud", she said. I looked at Jane, and she grinned and nodded. I picked Linda up and s...t her on the wall; she spread her legs, and I slid into her easily. "Oh, Christ, that's good", she said. She locked her hands behind my head, and kissed me deeply. I slid in and out, in and out. I told her, "I'm getting close; are you protected?" She said, "Yeah, I've had the shot. Let it come, big boy." I let it rip until it was running down her. Then, dropping my hands to my sides, I turned away from him and from the busty females. There was a moment of hesitation, and then I felt my best friend step up behind me and wrap his arms around me. He had done that many times before, but somehow it took on an additional meaning. ‘Breast size is definitely not an indication of worth, you know,’ he told me. ‘I know, but…’ I just did not have the words to explain to him how I felt like less of a woman sometimes because of the importance placed. We flipped through my meager collection. Zoë seemed impressed with every one. ‘Wow!’ she told me, ‘I don’t think I could ever be that talented.’ ‘What are you talking about?’ I asked her. ‘You’re a photographer! And you design clothes.’ ‘Yeah, but that’s different. Photography’s not really a talent like painting. I just take a picture of what’s there. You create.’ ‘We all have different talents Zoë. You use your eyes to see and capture beauty just like I do. You shouldn’t undervalue yourself.’. His cock having never left her hot cunt, he lifted her legs up and over his shoulders, then jammed his hands into the ground on either side of her head. "You ready, slut?" Yeessss!" Alice whined in a shrill voice. "Do it, baby, pound my married white cunt with your powerful black cock. Ram it home and let it all go. I want to feel you blasting your hot black jizz right into my womb."Artemus reared back and rammed his entire cock into her cunt; again and again and again and again. Alice, her.