“What’s wrong?”“I’m ugly,” complained Joanna. “My thighs are like tree trunks and my legs are scarred where football opponents have done...unladylike things to me.”I put my hand on the one Joanna was using to keep her robe closed. “Joanna,” I said, looking her in the eye. “My sister Terri is an awesome gymnast. She has very muscular thighs and I think they look fantastic. Being a sportswoman, I bet yours are similar. And Terri has plenty of scars too: she’s had her fair share of falls.” Actually. They are in black colour. I am in white colour. I am shinning by moon light between them. Now I feel me as, queen.They both press their snakes over me(En udal muzhuvathaiyum kasakinargal, Avargalin pambugal ennai theenda arambithana, avatrirkidayil siki thavithen). I moved my hands and cup their snakes. they were thick and longer. I feel this monsters are my bosses. I try to insert my hands. They remove their dresses fully and guided me to catch their snakes. While touching this, my body starts. .. Oh, my.. Easy, easy...” I slowed and pulled away to view her beauty, chest heaving, laying sprawled with her eyes closed and a smile on her face. “Oh, Bill that was wonderful! Let’s lay awhile and let me catch my breath.” “Yes, Linda, it was great!” I said heartily and then lay along her side, arm over her just beneath her breasts. “I am so glad you got the job!” "I can’t thank you enough,” she said as we drifted off to a brief satiated sleep. A little while later we awoke from our brief. Waking up with a start, Gracie looked down to see that she was now naked. Soft morning light came in through the curtains, and she looked around, finding her tank top and panties thrown on the floor. She resisted temptation when she took her shower, her breasts and pussy were sore from overuse. Rifling through her closet, Gracie found that she had nothing to wear, despite her many nice clothes. She finally settled on a light blue shirt with a deep v-neck, but did not put a tank top underneath.