"Black will be fine, thanks," he answered, taking in a deep whiff of the fresh brew, while also taking in a view of Wanda's huge chest. He couldn't he...lp but notice the two wet spots on the front of her dress, at the same spot where her big nipples poked through the thin material, and almost instantly he felt his dick begin to stiffen as he watched the big jugs jiggle freely from side to side. "My god," he thought, "she isn't even wearing a bra!!!" Wanda wasn't paying any attention to him. Between Vicky and Lola. Lola's on the right. Her tight blue cocktail dress covers most of her hips, though exposes a thin layer of pale skin in the shape of a piece of underwear. Her back is arched, like a stretching cat, her arms flat on the floor before her. I can't see her face, but I'm fairly sure her eyes are closed, and I imagine her biting her lower lips as I slide my hand up her leg. The evening started like every other one would do. As a bartender in a large club in the center of town,. Sitting by the window of her convent, Sister Barbara opened a letter from home one evening.Inside the letter was £100 her parents had sent. Sister Barbara smiled at the gesture.As she read the letter by the window, she noticed a shabbily dressed stranger leaning against the lamp post below.Quickly, she wrote, “Don’t despair. - Sister Barbara,” on a piece of paper, wrapped the £100 in it, got the man’s attention and tossed it out the window to him.The stranger picked it up, and with a puzzled. Next month. After trying everything on I put it away and changed into my new pink nighty with the lace thong. I pulled on my robe slipped on my flipflops and walked across the hall. Bubba was out there. “Where you going?” he asked. “Over to study with Doug”, I answered. “you should be in your room this late,” he said. “I’m the house administrator and everyone’s suppose to be in their room this late at night,” he told me. “Oh, so I can’t study with Doug?” I replied in my innocent voice. “You’re.