Wearing a wickedsmile, I jiggled and swayed back to the barroom.The old-timers had left and the bartender was simply staring at me. Islowly approache... and leaned over the bar. My boobs fell forward. Witha loud tear, my shirt ripped entirely open, spilling my tits. They swungheavily back and forth, my thick nipples brushing the bar stool beneathme. I smiled at the stranger across from me and licked my full, pinklips. "I'm hungry," I whispered in my high, breathy voice.The man leaped over. She followed me into my bedroom and walked to the other side of the, getting in while I waited before I turned out the light. As soon as I was in bed with her, she snuggled up to me and put her head on my chest while she reached down to take hold of my dick, which was hard again."You don't mind this, do you?" she asked as she played with it."Not at all, Jill, I like it." Paul?" "Yeah?" Would you make love to me?" Are you sure, Jill? I don't want us to make a mistake here." No, I'm sure. But be. I was on my back and felt a hand around my cock and a thick, cushy body pressed against my side. It took me a second to remember that the hand, and body, belonged to Emma who was still snoring softly against me.Looking over at the other side of the bed, Jess was nowhere to be found; then I realized I could smell coffee and hear cabinet doors closing in the kitchen.I, ever so slowly, slid out of the bed so as not to wake her. The covers had fallen to her waist and her silky smooth boobs were. “She’s my fuck toy, someone to get me off when I need it.”“Oh?”“Oh yeah,” he says, waving a hand through the air as he steps closer to Aspen. “She is only good for that one thing, but you...” His hands slip beneath the large coat and around her waist. “ ... you are something altogether different.”Aspen smiles, pushes him away before spinning around. As she does so, the long, oversized coat falls to the floor. Beneath it and held tightly to her body is a purplish-black chemise with crisscross.