The swell of her small breasts was magnified in my mind as they bounced in slow motion in reaction to the tug of the buttons as they released the mate...ial from their constraints. She slowly parted the blouse, drawing out one arm and then the other. Her bra was a pale blue, silky material that didn't swamp the contours of her little tits. Her nipples were clearly visible as they poked up against the flimsy material. God, she was gorgeous!She bent toward me, letting me see her small tits hang. After a while, she got off and Jana instantly plopped her thick butt down. She ground it down hard and looked over her shoulder and said, “This is what all of you West-Siders get … my BUTT right in your FACE!” She rolled her ass on my nose and pushed down harder and sneered at me and she relished every second. Olivia dug the wallet out of my pocket. “Bryan, ‘eh?” she said. “Yeah, Bryan Buttface!” she laughed. She read all of my information aloud and said I wouldn’t be getting back my. The blouse is usually short and tight which generates an excellent cleavage. But at home she wears shorts, sleeveless night gowns and sometimes her favorite short white cotton nighty. It hangs on her shoulders on two thin straps and covers her down till her thighs. And the best part is, she doesn’t wear a bra when she is at home. I can always see her nipples pointing out. All this just drives me mad with temptation but I somehow control myself and limit to just jacking off.I have some nasty. He is coming shortly on a business trip. As he enters the hotel, his eyes lands on the beautiful receptionist, she is a work of art. She is wearing heavy makeup, and she proudly exhibits her massive features. She raises her head and looks at him as he approaches the counter. He is looking down at her with a grin. She smiles and stands up, slowly biting her lower lips without realizing “Can I help you, Sir?”. He answers brutally lacking all sorts of respects “Of course you can, why the hell do.