I drank her free flowing pussy juice and tongued her urethra. She put my hands on her tits and I fondled and kneaded them. I gently pinched her nipple... and wiggled my tongue inside her dripping pussy. Minutes went by and she finally arched her back, clamped her thighs around my head, jammed her pussy in my mouth and had a great orgasm. Her pussy drenched me and she squealed with delight.She finally parted her legs, drew me up to her and French kissed me, “Ooooh daddy! That was. " She continued to admire his body. "To be honest, I'm surprised that you can still function as a man with breasts that large." There's a good reason why. I didn't... become... like this through hormones or surgery."Mandy ran a hand over one of Paul's firm breasts. "You can say that again. These haven't been anywhere near a surgeon's knife."Paul carried on, trying to ignore the feelings of arousal, that he was feeling at Mandy's soft caresses. "Up to just over two weeks ago I was a normal. Adrenalin was pumping around her body, but she could not help it as afeeling of delight flooded through her along with the warmth from thevodka."Oh yes," she said, enjoying the sensation. "Much better." I'd wondered where you'd got to," Ryan said. "Then I put two and twotogether."She took a long pull on her drink, savouring it. The tremors weresubsiding, and in their place a sense of exultation was rising. Shelaughed; she'd faced that bastard and gotten her own back in the best. I don't drink often or much, never more than one or two drinks, but I hope you are going to give me my first real cocktail?" Helen asked him rhetorically.Frank realised that he wasn't used to the American way of expressing dates, by putting the month before the day; something that was becoming increasingly popular as Australia became more 'Americanised'. He realised that her application had said '8, 10' which he had read as 8 October, but was in fact 10 August. Did that make a difference he.