. OK, I.. Please. I told myself I'd never do this. I'd never do it with any man, nor with you, but I'm begging, please, I'm begging. Just stop now. Do...'t do anymore and take the clamps off my breasts.' 'Stop now? For the best part? And miss the best part?' 'What part? What best?' 'Of course you know what a mastectomy is? I know you know that.' 'Yes, I do. Every woman does. Like for cancer.' 'So consider me the cancer of your nipple, nipples, and I'm gonna perform nipple-ectomies on you.' 'What?. His left eyebrow lifted as they stared at each other. The left corner of his mouth followed suit when he realised the reason behind her distraction.“Did you catch anything I said, or we’re you too busy stripping me bare while imagining my enormous hands leaving imprints on your hips?”Erin’s mouth gaped as his filthy words slunk beneath her clothes, riding along her skin like an electric current. Her mechanic chuckled and cleaned off his other hand. His gestures were more pronounced as he took a. The glow spread from her breasts up her shoulders and down her arm to her fingers until her hand was glowing brightly. Her mouth dropped open in surprise and she raised her hand curiously. Looking over at her sister, she raised an eyebrow slowly “I wonder if…” Melanie extended her hand, flexing her fingers very slowly. Kayla whimpered in her sleep and arched her back like she was straining against something, and before Melanie’s shocked eyes, Kayla’s tiny A-cup breasts swelled almost to a C. “Just like a woman!” Princeton had also had a little work done on his booty. He figured Brontae and all the others loved it because they kept coming back. Brontae lubed himself up and went inside Princeton. There was resistance, but his vixen fought through it with grace. “That pussy feels so good,” the top sighed. “Fuck it, baby! Fuck my ass with your big dick,” Princeton cheered him on. “Oh yeah! Take it!” “You like how I take your big Black cock in my boipussy.” “Unh-huh!” “I love it, nigga!.