Do you think I look like afreak?" Please slide your top down and take off your bra, so I can get a goodlook at them."Bob slowly slid the bustier down,...its tightness making it a task. Ashe did so, he was reminded of the shimmying he went through during hisreluctant striptease. At least this dance would not result in a tripto the hospital. The thought about how natural it felt caused a grinto cross his face. He reached behind his back to unhook his bra andhis smiled got larger as he realized. Rosaria felt herself dripping as the tentacles continued to manhandle her breasts and wrap their way around and up her legs, drawing ever closer to her desperate cunt. A singular tentacle rose up to her face and she finally had a chance to get a good look at one. It was roughly cylindrical, with pulsing veins on the sides, however the end formed up into the thick head of a penis which slowly pushed it’s way to her mouth. Rosaria eagerly opened her mouth, pushing her head forward with her tongue. I watched expectantly as the strap slipped slowly down her arm before finally letting the fabric fall from her tanned breast and bringing her excited, rock-hard nipple into view. I turned to see if we were still being watched. Yes, we were; he was now holding his wife in front of him, his hands not in view. I got the impression he was feeling her from behind. Through the excitement, I began to consider the consequences of our actions and decided to cool it from them. I didn't want to give them. Jim's roommate Rick invited everyone into his room to see what Jim was talking about. Rick's room was a converted two-car garage love pit. A bed in the corner a few chairs and a sofa day bed plus some work out stuff and a plush carpeted space big enough to park a car in. He had a projector hooked up to his computer so he could watch movies the size of the two-car garage door. I didn't take him long to get to a site I was familiar with, Rick mentioning Jim had told him about it. The odd thing.