Since I had just come, the head of my penis wasvery sensitive sliding my hand up over it. Every stroke forcedme to make some odd faces and even move m... body in a weird way.It made it look like I was really enjoying it this time, and myweird expressions, combined with heavy breathing I knew it wouldbe making for some interesting pictures.LouAnn stopped taking pictures and looked at Joan, "I thoughtyou said he was a one time shooter. He hasn't even gotten a bitsofter since when he got here. What. I'm so sorry for that, but..." She glanced at Jill before turning back to Eileen. "Look, Jill and I want to continue this conversation with you, and we hope you want to know us better, too. Our hotel isn't far away. We'll take care of the cab fare to take you home if you will come and visit with us for a while. We both would like to hear more about your life, and we would like to tell you about ours – and Bill's – but this isn't the place to do it. What do you say? And oh, yes, the bar in the. I sat on the edge of my seat, and put a hand on each of her knees, and slid them up her thighs towards her pussy. With my left hand I pulled her panties aside, revealing her mound, covered in downy, dark, pubic hair. I slipped a finger just over it, and she put her head back and exhaled, I then started to rub her pussy lips with my finger, round and round, feeling the wetness as she pushed against me, straining for my finger to enter her. I pushed one finger inside her, slowly and surely, she. They were almost perfectly round and rode as high and perkily as they had when they were half the size. With my huge tits, wide hips, and bare shaved cunt, I looked like the sexiest girl I had ever seen! I went back into my room to wake Tiffany and see what she thought of the changes.Tiffany was still asleep, as I expected somewhat. I had worn her out the night before, and it was actually only eight thirty in the morning now, so it wasn't surprising that she slept right through my screaming.