"Yes... yes I do... yes it does, yes they do."The grin turned cheeky. "34B. Just enough, don't you think?" she looked down to the other one, down to w...ere the cup was hanging off her right tit. "I just wish you could use your other hand." Me too," I said grinning back. "But then again, if we had more room I'm sure we could manoeuvre ourselves into a position where you could drop those gorgeous tits into my hands." I smiled. "And they certainly are a nice fit." I squeezed her tit gently through. ”Auntie Pru said, “Check your zipper.”Ms. Sloan nodded, “On my list.”Monday night, the eve of the G-Day presentation. I realize, looking back with 20-20 foresight, that the Sisters and Ms. Sloane and Trish had planned the dinner to take my mind off the impending Annihilation.It was some sort of seafood chowder, but I wasn’t tasting it. I appreciated the effort though; Wandy thought it was a capitol idea to eat more fish. I couldn’t actually feel the old brain cells doing the cha-cha-cha, but I. I am being pursued by the Federation for it, even though it was consensual. I was accused of unwanted advances toward someone under my command, and now he is hunting me down.” Lupo put the breast piece he was working on on the floor and stood up. “I'm sorry, I can't talk about this any more!” He walked over to his sword and scabbard, took it off the peg, and walked out he door into the night. “Damn it!....Well there is always that luscious coyote upstairs!” Setting the belt aside, she. I could tell she was turned on by how wildly she would fuck me after I mentioned it. In a one hundred and eighty-degree turnabout Linda began to tell me her fantasies. They mostly concerned men with huge cocks, sex with Latinos and gangbangs with blacks. After a couple of weeks of listening to her fantasies I asked her if she wanted to try them for real. I reminded her of my fantasy and suggested that we could combine our fantasies and each of us would get what we wanted."Don't be silly Vern..