”“Your photoshoot you did in Rolling Stone magazine is like the absolute best! You did a really good job!”“Why, thank you! That’s so nice of...you to say,” Britney replied charmingly. “You know, I’ve taken a lot of flack from people over those pictures. Everybody saying they’re like softcore k**die porn and shit like that! What a bunch of crap!”“I didn’t think that, Britney,” I commented. “I thought they made you look, well, you know, more grown up!”“Exactly!” she exclaimed. “You get it! I wanted. I like my ladies to be older than me and a BBW (more better). The more I saw of her that night the more my body wanted her. Then it became my mission to not only meet her. But to caress, hold and fuck her beautiful sexy body. This woman's name is Jill. A few weeks later she said she would like to meet me too. A offer I could not refuse.Not knowing who or what may be waiting for me. My fear heighten when I knocked on the door. A female voice with a slight English accent said “come in”. When I. Mike woke up and we stopped on the highway and so he could throw up again. He closed the door and passed out almost immediately. Once again Teri was staring at his package. Without looking back I said go ahead you can touch if you want. Obviously Mike would not remember, and I said she could do as she pleases. I got no response. I only heard Mike snoring. I adjusted the rearview mirror again, and saw Teri’s hand fondling Mike’s now growing hard-on. It was kind of a weird sight because Mike’s. ”“So, let’s party,” Rachel said, guiding me back to the snack table. I looked at the bowl full of condoms.“Are you okay?” Rachel asked, sensing my nervousness.“Yeah,” I replied. I was lying through my teeth.“Relax,” Rachel said, as she guided me to a chair. “I’ll fix you a plate. You just sit here and enjoy yourself.”One of the young lasses from the kitchen made her way over to where I was seated and draped herself on to the arm of the overstuffed chair, her dress riding high on her bare legs. .