She, wearing one of those longbut somewhat diaphanous Indian skirts, a T-shirt, someleather necklaces, a Bjoran ear ring mostly out of sightin her lon... dark hair. A couple of Dead Heads, actually,going back to somewhere in western New York after seeing“the show” in some suburb of Chicago. I’d talked with themas we boarded the train and came to the conclusion thatshe (Emily – prevet student at Cornell) was the brains ofthis couple while cute Rob (not clear what he does). She hasn't done that in a long time, I mean to get on her knees and suck me to completion, that is. She complains her jaw gets tired. HHmmm you must be pretty big?, I asked innocently. He stared at me a bit, well bigger than average, think it's the girth that gets her. Now it was my turn to adjust myself. So, uuhh, just how thick are you? Again a stare, I gotta pee, be right back. I watched him get up and head to the bathroom, he paused looking back from the door. I took that as an invite, then. Her legs are spread wide enough, and she is pulling down the neck of her top, revealing her big popping out cleavage. A small portion of the cup of her black bra is also visible.Photo 2: Komal is posing on the kitchen table, in just her black bra and unbuttoned jeans. She has one hand on the surface of the table, and the other on her wavy brown hair. Her boobs look big inside the push-up bra, and her sweaty armpits are shining. A little of her light orange panties can also be seen.Photo 3:. As she opened therefrigerator door a blast of cold air raised goosebumpson her bare legs; just panties and a shirt was Sherri’sstandard nighttime garb.The noise of the refrigerator door was followed almostinstantly by a high-pitched “Oooeek! Oooeeek! Oooeek!”from a large cage on the kitchen table. “Oh, Rambo,”Sherri scolded. “Hungry again? Honestly, sometimes Ithink you’re nothing but a lettuce factory.” Before opening her Coke she reached into.