Constructive criticism please There is no better feeling than waking up on that first day of summer vacation. Being a sixteen year old girl on the Cal...ifornia coast, you live for these days. As I hop out of bed the first thought that enters my mind is catching a wave. I go in the bathroom to brush my teeth and slide into my favorite bikini. Like many girls I stop to admire myself in the mirror. I stand at 56 and weigh around 115 pounds. My breasts arent huge, but a nice firm B cup. I think my. Martinez,’ the receptionist says, ‘here are your room keys,’ handing one to me, ‘room 413,’ handing the other one to Kate, ‘and room 414. I’m sorry, I couldn’t separate you two anymore, they are right across from each other.’ ‘That’s fine, it’s no problem,’ I chime in, as Kate is still looking a little flushed, but it seems to be going away. ‘Okay, your rooms are located…’ As she tells us where they are, and gives us directions on how to get there from where we are now. Kate and I start towards. Some will come from stock but most will be custom collections." I'd expected him to be pleased with the news but it didn't look like he was."Larry," he said, "That's fine. Good news." He moved quickly on, evidently keen to get to what he really wanted to talk about. "Look, I know operations aren't your responsibility but I'm worried. There's been too many cock-ups recently in the field and in the Prep Centre. And then there was the business with Brian. The difficulty with all this custom. Each of us looking into the full-length mirror, the erotic vision of the two of us standing there, me behind, her breasts gently swaying back and forth, rocking with each thrust. We moved ever so slightly, now enjoying the additional view as my cock slid in and out of her. I purposely pulled it all the way out several times, my prick tip disengaging, before plunging back in, hilting her each and every time. She gasped, the exquisite shock of each unique impalement almost taking her breath away..