It reallyhelped me to picture what I wanted to do with her whenshe sent me two photos which had been specially posedfor me. The thought that her husba...d had taken thephotos specifically for me only added to my pleasure.Finally, after several weeks of getting acquainted, weset up a meeting.I always get butterflies in the stomach when I am tomeet a new partner, so I had lots of them as I droveup 101. Got to their house and was invited in. We hadplanned to go to dinner after we had had a couple. The young gentlemen were gathered in the games room playing billiards and various card games and while no sizable amounts were wagered on the outcome of these games, they were taken very seriously indeed. In undertones around the room, notes were compared on the availability and desirability of the young ladies gathered in another part of the house. The name of Elizabeth Astor was prominent in these discussions. In the bedroom of the young lady of the house, Isabella Hamilton, ‘Bella’ to her. I was coming and aimed my load at her face and exploded. It clung like gelatin globules to her nose and hair as she shook with laughter."Now that's the nasty, right there," she said and used her fingers to scoop up a glob and place it daintily on the tip of her tongue. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to have some of my birthday cake now. She found another glob in her hair and swallowed it. Got to have something sweet to follow that with, she laughed, rose to her feet and went into. I slapped the front of them feeling her nipples in my palm. She smiled as I tweaked and slapped her breast causing a small redness on them. "I can see you like this. Do you like this? Well do you??" I said. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I like when you slap my breast." she said. "What should I call you??" she moved her head in "No" manner. "I know! Do you like it when strangers slap you huge breast? Do you.. big titted whore. That it your my whore now. No asshole husband to save you from me." I said. "Yes!.