He had been special, a one off. Ineeded more, something else.As I wistfully gazed around the coffee shop, mentally pleading withanyone to suck my cock...I began to realise what I needed. My chest wasstill flat, two little curvy mounds the only sign I was changing. Itwasn't enough, women with boobs have the power, I thought. I had to havesome boobs, then I could have anyone I wanted.A few weeks later I was waking up from the operation. I'd gone againstconvention, opting for something softer, more. Thelaughter then stopped when she quietly asked the guysto stop, but her voice sounded like stopping was thelast thing that she actually wanted the guys to do.Susan is a great looking woman who turns male headswherever she goes, because of her red hair, legs thatgo on forever and a large pair of natural tits thatmen’s eyes become glued to. Despite her somewhat halfhearted protests the three footballers continuedremoving her shirt and skirt, leaving her naked apartfrom her bra, panties and. “Seriously, I was on pins and needles the entire time. When they called us to come down, I was astounded. They told me you wouldn’t be ready before noon, at the earliest. Have they told you how it went?”“They haven’t said a thing, though they seem to be avoiding me, which makes me nervous.”“Ah, that explains the foul mood,” Jane teased, leaning over to kiss his forehead. “There, that should make it better. Face it, a few weeks with us beats oblivion.”“You’ve got me there,” he admitted.Just. By the time their evening together was over, Pete had fucked Samantha once on top and then after she'd stroked him to full erection a second time, she climbed on top of her older brother's hard cock and Samantha experienced what it was like to be in "the driver's seat" on a fuck the second time. Pete had wanted more pussy before he'd fall asleep that night but he figured tomorrow was another day and he didn't want to burn Samantha out by fucking her too much too soon.A couple of nights later,.