They were at least a 40-D. His ?breasts? were shaped like grapefruits. Heck, they probably were grapefruits. He had long legs covered with black fishn...t stockings, a big butt (I saw where Jack got his inheritance!), and was teetering about on four-inch spikes. I don't know why he didn't fall into the stew when he stood on one leg to reach the cupboard where he was keeping his cooking oil. Good balance, I guess. Jack's dad was a shocking sight. His make-up wasn't bad ? leastwise, for a guy in. The first man taught me how to give a blow job and I really didn't like having a penis in my mouth and licking it with my tongue. At least he was clean and didn't smell.When he pushed it into the back of my throat I nearly choaked but he pulled back and I learned to think of something else while taking abreath when I could.When he had enough of the blow job he made it clear that I should have sex with him. I was surprised that my pussy was leaking sex juice but I was glad because as you may. He quickly got down on his knees and began to eat her out. Mitch was an expert pussy eater, since he was not very good at causing a woman to cum, by fucking her, he had learned to cause a woman to have an orgasm by eating her out. After only 3 minutes of eating C.J.'s pussy, she began to cum. Once she finished cumming, she decided to return the favor to Mitch, so she began to pull down Mitch's suit and revealed a little 4.5 inch penis. She had never seen one so small, but she figured that she. I extended my right hand, and he looked at it for a moment, and then shook it. "Welcome to the Orioles," I said."Shigeonomura." Nomura said.I didn't know what the hell that meant, but he smiled when he said it, and after a minute or two I realized that he had told me his name -- it just sounded a lot different when he said it.This wasn't going to be easy. I gave him a little nervous salute and hoped he'd take it as a gesture of attempted friendship."Coca-cola?" I asked, gesturing at the room's.