"You must feel better." "I'm not sure what I feel," I admitted, trying to organize scattered thoughts. "Uh, you were saying something about .... . . uh . . . this not being permanent?" "God, love! You don't think I'd maim you!" "No - but you've got to admit that I . . . that this looks pretty damned real." "Of course it does! It *is* real, as far as it goes. Breast implants and a couple of careful injections around your nipples. A little liposuction to slim your. She was currently a junior associate trying to make partner at Drake and Drake. Forty-ish, elegant, nearly as tall as my five-eleven she was physically the tallest and the thinnest candidate on my list. Her perky A-cups were just perfect.Now I’m not overweight, but she is just well, wow. What a great looker in designer business wear, those skirts and hanging blouses are made for her physical type. Runway model ... I told her that once; she made me an appointment for me with an optometrist.. She liked when a strong mans hands hit her and forced her to do something she would have never imagine of doing. Franks biting had eventually caused a little bleeding on her exposed chest. She wasn't topless, but her low cut shirt showed off a lot of clevelage. Her breast were around a well developed C and they were candy in any perverted mans eyes. Frank took advantage of her position and ripped her blouse off of her body with one hard yank of his hand. She was now topless and exposed to. I quickly grabbed on to it and tried my best to cope up with the super-hot **** being shoved in my mouth. I was transfixed by the manliness of this guy & mesmerized by his unique love making skills. However, as much as I liked all these I was still very uneasy about this whole scenario. Did I really want to allow my body to be violated all night by this total stranger?As I sucked on his ****, Nilanjan laid down on the ground below me in the classic 69 pose and started sucking on my **** and.