The length of the frock was till her knee and it had many plaids till her waist. The upper part of the frock was a t-shirt made of thin, smooth and so...t cloth that was stretched well by her boobs; over the t-shirt was another layer of think denim like cloth was attached from front waist of the front to the back waist and stitched together at the shoulder blade to keep it in place. What this meant was- her upper left and right posture had only T-shirt covering her boobs and were easily. Then he leaned over the bar and pushed his Clark Kent glasses up onto the bridge of his nose.“As for me, I work in a feed store, and yet here I am with two of the prettiest girls in Texas. I reckon I have even more to celebrate than them,” he whispered conspiratorially.Old Mister Dukes glanced up at the two women just in time to see Connie lean across the pool table, her formidable cleavage on full display. Dukes gave a chuckle, reached under the bar and pulled out three plastic stemmed. Drawing his foot backwards as he hmm’ed and ha’ed Dara swung his foot forward and kicked in the hidden panel, a much louder thunk echoing through the room that he had expected. With her eyes wide, Presley flew out of her seatand practically pounced on the young man, both of them toppling to the ground. At her sudden burst Dara sprawled, crying out in surprise, unable to stop her before he found himself with his back against the bookcase, floored by her. Presley almost groaned, darting. He had the smoothness and flow of a girl, with the athletic feel of a young boy. If you look closely you can spot smooth natural abs on the hugging wings of his torso - It’s something you’d want to make your pillow for life. Those dimples and smile were simply irresistible. And his neck, oh his neck was so succulent and tantalising with its intricate neckline, patterns of delicate boy muscles and just valleys of pure silkiness. I dug my teeth into it again and again until it bled, while I.