Oh my God, theyre so beautiful! Can I touch them? she asked, looking to her husband for permission. He just nodded and said, My slave is your slave. C...ere, Slavie, and let mama play with those nice boobs. Kathy rose to her knees and leaned forward, placing her hands on Jills thighs for support. With both hands Jill fondled the heavy soft globes, massaging each gently from the side and rolling their nipples in her fingers. Wow, theyre so fucking perfect I cant believe it. She sat up and leaned. "See you tonight, buddy."Will left the house and locked the door behind him. The air outside was cold and clean, and he paused to study the clear winter sky. A pair of crows circled overhead, cawing a dialogue, and Will watched them for a few moments as they flew their unhurried pattern above the quiet neighborhood.He remembered reading that crows were monogamous, mating for life to a single partner. If one of those birds was blotted out of the sky by a hunter, or run over by a car while. My black stockings, held up by a nice black lace garter belt, hugged my shaved legs and vanished into a pair of 4 inch knee-high black leather boots. My breasts were nicely displayed through a tight black and red turtleneck sweater that hugged my body like a lustful lover. The entire look was completed with a nice long and wavy redhead wig that I had purchased with my breast forms, the curls gracefully flowing over my shoulders and all the way down to my back. I had put on some press-on. ” She hugs him again, and starts crying. He has some tissues and wipes the tears from her eyes and her cheeks.She pushes him and says, “Go, before I really lose it here in the lobby.” He pulls from her, and walks away, looking back to see if she is watching him—and of course, she is, slightly crying. He goes out the front door and to his car.It’s a long ride home. How does he act? What is next? He knows for sure, she was an amazing woman and an experience of a lifetime. He’s home, has small.