I'm a big woman, almost six feet tall, long-legged and well proportioned. My breasts are not large for my overall body size, but they're well formed a...d I'm by no means flat-chested. Men friends tell me I've got an "ass to die for." Nobody's actually died yet, but the men do seem to sigh a lot. I'm not revealing my sport or my nation of origin, because I wish to protect my identity. But I'm a Westerner, and I want to share an unforgettable experience I had last summer in Japan.Unlike many. ’‘So, this is Master Alexei’s dick?’‘Yes.’‘But this,’ Giacomo knelt up, straddling Opal’s chest, and pointed to his head, ‘My brain, that can’t belong to him, neither can my pride or identity.’‘Your pride and your identity,’ Opal laughed, ‘Let me hear you talk about pride after your little operation tomorrow, and you said so yourself, you do have a new identity. Your name is Mayo.’‘I will always think of myself as my real name. Do you think of yourself as Opal, just a brain inside another. It was official i was obsessed. She was wearing a white tank top with a black bra. She had skin tight jeans on that were barely over her ass. When she was walking away i saw a black lace thong. I just had to see her naked.I heard her start getting dinner around and i instantly went to work. I snuk into the guest room and started going through the dresser. I pulled open the top drawer to stumbled upon gold, panty drawer. I was instantly rock hard. I pulled out a green and white thong that said M. " Your cunt looks so beautiful," simpered Karen, kneeling between Judith's thighs and admiring her friend's shaved snatch, "Absolutely gorgeous! I'm going to feast on it and drink up all the juices."She leaned in and began running her hot wet tongue up and down over Judith's glistening vagina."Ooooh, mmmm," Judith sighed, her whole body tingling with pleasure, getting off not just on the physical sensations of Karen's tongue but the sheer lewdness and depravity of someone of her own sex lapping.