Until the first time I got my hands – and mouth – on them, I would have sworn they were surgically enhanced. They look so good, it’s hard to be...lieve they’re real. Seeing may not be believing, but squeezing is.That’s what she was doing as she coated them in lotion – squeezing, pushing, lifting. It’s routine for her, but for me, it’s like the first time, every time. So far as watching goes, it’s the ultimate tit show. It’s even better when it’s natural because she doesn’t realize I’m. “Where to tonight?” Jen always picked a good place to go on Friday nights, and my husband always worked real late to pick up slack left over during the weekdays.“Let’s see, it’s six o’clock and it’s a Friday night,” Her calculating was torture; I just wanted to go have a margarita and fast!“Let’s go to that new place at the center, Sneaky Joe’s!” Her eye’s lit right up. I wasn’t all that thrilled to go to a new bar. Our company did a few adds for this place. A few radio spots and entertainment. It was like having it put into a light socket, electric, my body shivered and quaked and I let out a groan. He started licking my balls while he stroked, I couldn't control myself as I wiggled and squirmed. My breathing picked up and I thought I was going to hyperventilate as he engulfed my cock in his mouth and ran his tongue all over my shaft. That's when Butch straddled me and lightly sat on my chest. "You're not getting away now" Butch said (as if I wanted to!). His cock plopped down on my. ” “ No!!” Kara interrupted as she hung her head sheepishly. “I will do it. I am just nervous is all.” she replied. “And by the way, where the hell did you get all this stuff?” Kara inquired. A devious smile formed on Amy's lips as she worked with the camera. “My dear ole uncle left me this place in his will. I found a little antechamber he had covered up. Who knew his little secrets? Over the last year or so I have added some things to kind of fuel the fantasy,” Amy smiled. “ You have.