My graduation gift she called it. They are large, very large, 34Gs in fact. I didnt even know that a G cup was a real bra size until I spent the day s...hopping for them with her a few years ago. I remember sitting in the man chair, a black leather recliner, outside the ladies dressing rooms at the department store while Jennifer and the distractingly attractive woman working in the lingerie section walked back and forth with handfuls of bras, trying to find one that could handle her booming. He was tall and slim, had a nice firm ass, was naturally hairless more or less all over his body, and had long blond hair and light blue eyes. He had a few tattoos, one on his left shoulder, his right upper arm, his right lower inner arm, one on each thigh and one on his ass and he looked like a rock star.They knew a photographer they trusted and would feel comfortable to work with and decided to ask him. He found the idea very exciting, and challenging since he'd never been taking nude photos. She sucked on it like the total slut she was. As she ran her middle finger over her puckered arsehole. As before stacy wanted to give the truckers a second pass and be a little more dirty this time she searched in the glove box for something to put in her arse and found the phone charger. I got alongside the first truck again and stacy slowly eased the end that you plug into the cigarete lighter socket into her bum. She fucked her arse with it and at the same time fingered her pussy as she. In a few months, our communications were very good. I learned that he had come from a training academy and was assigned to me, to be under my bed and to stay with me as long as I believed. He was encouraged to be spooky, even eerie if possible, as under-the-bed monsters were supposed to be that way. Closet monsters were even more so by nature, but I was never issued one for some reason. Bureaucratic foul up, I guess. Anyway, I was happy to have Jake. Sometimes I would talk out loud to him and.