I decided we both needed a break away from everything. We needed at least one night where we could reconnect with one another again. So I decided to s...t us up a night at a local bed breakfast that was just outside the city limits. I felt even though it was for only one night that we could find that romance in our lives once again. It would give us the chance to rejuvenate ourselves and make sex again an important part of our lives. I then started to think of anything else that could make this. She was the only woman. Man, did she look out of place! Days passed and I continued to see her at the café, but not on every day. The days when she was absent made the place look and feel like an ornate picture frame from which a masterpiece had been rudely torn. Then one day, about two weeks after I had first seen her, everything changed. She did not make an appearance at the café and I went home in the rain, cold, bored and a little dejected. Luckily, my apartment. "Shut up, cunt," she said, "or I'll tear those big tits of yours to shreds with my fingernails." Mei Ling's nails were long and pointed, and it was evident that if she had to she'd do what she threatened and love every minute of it. Sheila was whimpering but quiet, and Mei Ling smiled, saying "Cheer up, cunt. Tonight you're going to find out what it's like to be a woman, fucked by real men." "All right," said Brad, "we'll start by having both of you take all your clothes off, you first." He. She had redressed herself In her light blue service blouse, Dark grey skirt. No underwear as they hadn't returned that apart from her stockings and suspender belt. Due to the tempreture her large breasts were crowned by her thick hard nipples, they pressed hard to the thin material her aurolea thick, dark and goose fleshed clearly showed through.It wasn't surprising as the room was cold and clinical, brick walls white washed, hard tan linoleum covered the floor. There was a plastic chair an.