If you imagine the legs as the stem, then the ass cheeks, viewed straight on, resemble nothing so much as the button of a huge, plump champignon mushr...om.At the yearly get-togethers, our little community trades mushroom photos. Oh, we carefully preserve the anonymity of the women involved. The faces don't show, and it's considered bad form to name names. Mushrooms don't have faces and names. Just those enticing round buttons.The interior attributes of a woman's ass determine how much pleasure. "It was Allie's turn to exchange a glance with Shelly, who simply shrugged as well as she could while lying on her back."Go ahead and tell us," Allie said, there was a hint of worry in her voice, Adam thought."Well, I figure we've got about 10 days to shower him with love and kindness to the point he doesn't even know another girl is around," Sarah said. "If we attend to his every need and whim, let him ravish our bodies whenever he wants, show him that we love him and respect him for the next. "Did you really see the rifle?" Jack asked."I don't know...I saw what I thought was a glint of sun on metal, and Ipanicked." Well thank God you did. Thank God you did."At that moment, things around me started to blur. I realized I was beingpulled back to my own time. I closed my eyes, or rather Jackie's eyes, asthings faded out. When I opened them, I was back-back in the twenty-fourth century, back in my male body.Talk about being exhilarated and let down all at once.I was surrounded by my. He roamed his hands thereand then slowly moved up to myblouse. He placed his hand on myright boob.I was enjoying this. But soon hetook his hand away. I did not likethat. I just turned around andadjusted as if I was in deep sleep.And in that motion, I totallyremoved my pallu from mychest, exposing my blouse,cleavage and navel. I was surethis aroused my brother. Heplaced his hand right on mycleavage. He grabbed my booband tried to press it. He wassweating. I felt that he wasafraid. I moved a.