.. 36C ... no... 34B ... YEAH right... 38B ... no... 36DD ... no ... damn... 40D ... no... 38DD ... close ... damnit, why do they never have 38FF?" Ja...on almost fell of the bench, 38FF ... holy shit he thought! They are bigger than he imagined. Mrs. C went over to the sales lady for some help and he could hear what the lady thought when she asked if they had any 38FF."38FF damn lady, are you some kinda cow or something?" This caused Jason to laugh out loud. What are the chances she would think. Com please go and show him some love. Hello, just a quick question before the story starts. I have an issue with my writing. I would publish a story then a few weeks go by and find I don't like how I've been writing it. This causes a problem for some of you that enjoy what I've already written, so I would like to know if I should keep the originals and re-publish the story as new chapters, re-edit the existing chapters or as I've done for the husband of Tatsumaki delete the story and re-upload. I did have a girlfriend who I used to see. We did all the usual stuff, like play with her tit’s. This was something very different, a whole new world. “Come on up-stairs with me,” she said getting up off the sofa, together we went up the stairs. Holding her like this was having a really good effect on me, my arm around her waist, her hand down on my back and thinking back, in a way pushing me upstairs and I don’t think I was going to get away, not that I wanted to. We went into her bedroom. Someone once told me that licking pussy should start like a butterfly landing on a flower and end up like a hungry rotweiller tearing into a bowl of porridge. I think we’ve long past the butterfly stage so I grab each of your cheeks in my hands and push my tongue deeper and deeper inside you, my teeth and lips against your clitoris, my tongue darting in and out, my fingers sinking into the flesh of your buttocks. I allow you to move your hips and you increase the pressure by moving your hips up.