Breasts are crucial in this equation. Real ones, implants need not apply. How they hangin'?"I may need to shift to a C cup," I replied. "They're beaut...iful. I love them. So does Monica. She's always kissing and sucking on them." I'll bet. Puts you in the mood, doesn't it? Tinka, do you want to tell our sister here something that she ought to know?"The baby had awakened and started crying, so Tinka said, "Just a moment. I want to get Mikki and change his diaper. Then I'll bring him back in here. What is your name?"The man was dumbfounded for a moment, then said, "My name is Asor Raddik. Yes, I can understand you if you speak slowly. I also will speak slowly." Thank you. Please call me George. May I call you Asor?" Yes, George, that is acceptable. Where are you located? You sound so strange." Please believe me when I tell you some very odd facts. I am talking to you from an entirely different planet. We are similar to you, but not exactly the same. We are interested in opening trade. Daddy parks and like a good little whore, babygirl exits the truck the opposite of entering… with the addition of sliding of the seat in a way that lifts her dress to her waist, giving an excellent show to the couple walking through the hotel parking lot. The man smiled and babygirl smiled and waved back. As we walk to the hotel entrance, daddy calls the party host to get the room number. Then, he and babygirl walk in the front door, through the lobby and up to the two room suite. There are. I sob at the impact, a wave of pain sweeping over me and I struggle to suck in a breath. He hits me again, and I taste blood.Everything's swimming and blurry, and all I can focus on is the agony coming from my abdomen. And then my face is pressed up against the wall, the torn wallpaper scratching my face. And his hand is fumbling at the front of my shorts, tugging them open, pressing hard against my bruised stomach. I try to focus my eyes, shaking my head.I feel a spike of panic and he f0rces.