She leaned back and took a second drag, a seductive curl formed on her lips as she exhaled, letting the smoke linger. She was a vision with her dark t...ssled hair and deep chocolate brown eyes. She looked mischievous and sweet at the same time, smoking and staring into his sexy blue eyes. Her eyes flickered as she spread her legs; her right hand slowly moved over the curve of her breast. She paused and tweaked her sensitive nipple, her hand lingered over the tenderness of her bosom. Her left. A tanker truck hauling over 8,000 gallons of unleaded gasoline overturned here this morning, reducing a section of the interchange to rubble. There is still no sure indication of the initial Kenneth froze. The orange light of the fires flickered over and over on the television screen. Certain words stood out in his mind like flashing neon signs: Tanker, gasoline, rubble, freeway. It was the MacArthur freeway, the one hed seen the creature perched under six days ago. He was looking at his hands. Too much thanks for response for my early story.. This is my friend told this story so I narrated by my own way. Suma sat at her desk in English, the video on JFK played on, she however was distracted by something else, her mind wandered and as she looked up from her desk and she let her vision refocus she saw Tom staring at her from the other side of the room. “STOP LOOKING AT ME!” She let out, the class laughed and Tom looked away laughing. Simone made some comment about the two flirting, she. “Oh my god..” I thought to myself. She was having such a wonderful breasts. Two large watermelons which were hung from her chest, with a brown patch surrounding her nipple. I wish I got a chance to suck those wonderful sagging tits of my mom. This became a usual schedule. I used to see her change her dress almost all days enjoying the ecstatic view of my mother’s juicy and fleshy tits.I never got a chance to see below her navel as she used to wear them from inside the toilet itself. One day I.