My wife cringed away, but the same pair of cowering white laborers did her. I could only see my own out of the corner of my eye, but seeing the one o...n my wife told me that the thing was round and a good four inches across. It didn?t swing like an earring, for it was held fast and tight by the one rivet. Hers was blue; mine was pink. Hers read, PIG-OH. Under that was the combination, TITS-756,336.?You can read huh? What?s the bitch?s name, pigboy?? The black man told me.I was terrorized,. She couldn’t believe the lack of jealousy. Chad kind of laughed it off, but in a way that let me know he agreed with my husband. This gave me all of the encouragement that I needed. My pussy was tingling thinking about what may occur.On day two I wore the shortest shorts I had purchased and a pink tank top that showed off my tits. I then started flirting with Chad every chance I got. Every time Chad would look in my direction I made sure that I was doing something to show off my cleavage, or. The second set shouldn't have those problems. They would have new ones of their own, of course.The big problem, the one that mattered, was their main battery. Taken one at a time, we could fire any of the four "Junior Hero" guns at full power, any direction, all day long. We got that part right. Somewhere, though, we had screwed up the mounts -or maybe it was how long the hull was for its frames- and any time we fired A or C, the two "up" turrets, it screwed up the mounts for B and D, the two. She told me about several girlfriends she has had, and then she asked me about mine. I told her I have actually never had one, and I never did anything with anyone ever either. She looked at me shocked. She told me to come to a lesbian club with her and that would change for sure. We went home to get ready and met up at the club. We both looked amazing, all dolled up. We went inside and everyone was on the dance floor dancing. We walked over to the bar and sat there for a while, chatting.