The size. I mean, I don't think anyone I dated before you ever wanted them this big. Guys just seem to like large breasts. Or, well, at least very sha...ely ones." She looked down at herself as if trying to admire them, but since they were attached to her chest, and right under her chin, it was difficult. She looked back up at me and added, "You, however, have made them very, very sensitive. I've had to tone that down a bit. I hope you don't mind."I was shaking my head. "No, I don't. I mean, I. Is it toys?" "Yep. Good guess. You like toys?" "Love em." "Do you?" she replied excitedly. "Grant hates them. He doesn't know I have these. I keep them hidden." "Terry doesn't like them either. Haven't used them on her in a long time" "Aw. And you don't have any of your own?" I wasn't sure what she meant but I answered, "No, she got rid of all of them." "Well Grant doesn't know I have these, I keep this box with the rest of my shoes," she giggled, "Want to see?" "MM Hmm!" "Ok. Here is my. She said she wasn't sure if I was into girls or not. Neither was I but I was definitely turned on. But my usual conflicts with possibly being gay worked their magic. I was so confused in those days and my mind would always wander back to you, and how I had thought we would end up together but how could that be if I was gay?She suggested I was bisexual. She thought she might be but had never "been with" another woman. Back then being bi was looked down on even by gays and lesbians. Bi. Her boyfriend’s cock was not nearly as big and she reached down to try to stroke his balls as he continued his stroking action. Tony, meanwhile had laid down on the sofa seating near the wall and pulled Sian on top of him with John still firmly plugging her arse. He guided her onto his cock and entered her leading to a little scream. She was now being DP’d by two good looking guys in the middle of a night club in Tenerife. This was a fabulous turn on.After a number of minutes, she realised that.