I immediately adjusted my stance, so that I stood with my feet wide apart and dug my fingers into my slopping, bald cunt. My eyes shot wide open and w...hen I cried out loudly, my nipple dropped from my lips trailing a long strand of drool. I stood before my baby, grunting like a ravenous a****l. Tongue extended madly, spitting on my nasty tits as my left hand tortured my popping clit and my right hand flexed inward toward my G-spot.I was lost and at a point of no return. I glanced up to the door. They don’t even want to feel me up. They only want the skinny girls with no tits.”I thought for a moment and waited to see if she was done before asking, “So how big are your tits?”Tina blushed and said, “I wear a 42-D bra now but it’s getting kind of tight. Mom says that if my tits don’t stop growing that she will have to get ‘Omar the Tent Maker’ to start making my bras.”I asked, “So what are the rest of your measurements?”She said, “Well I’m five feet seven inches tall and I weigh over two. I knew what might cheer her up. We got into the truck and drove 40 minutes to the Adult Book Store. She was a little hesitant because of a healing scar on her temple.“I promise you babe, nobody will notice”, I assured her.Less than twenty minutes later, she had the first cock in her mouth. It was a white, mid-fifties, obese truck driver who nutted in her throat in less than five minutes. She swallowed, wiped her mouth and looked at me innocently for approval.The next guy was a 30-something. “Was that you singing just now?” Katie asked.“Yes, it was. I know you both sing, join us for a while please?”“How many of you ladies know the song from SWEET CHARITY call “Big Spender?”They all did, and Stu got Andy in his arms. He may have Baby Fever!“Wonderful, sing it all together. Stuart, tell us if they get too loud, please?”Andy’s gurgling sounds were in the key of G!ALL TOGETHERThe minute youwalked in the joint,I could see you were aman of distinction,A real big spender,Good looking, so.