’ , was his reply.So Tommy was sitting on my sway-back sofa after I opened a beer for him. He was thumbing thru a cheap girly magazine on the table ...in front of him when he exclaimed ‘Hey, I got bigger boobs than her.’Something I’ve got to say about Tommy. He was more than slightly over-weight. Someday he’d make a good Santa Claus. But I doubted his statement.‘What do ya mean you’ve got bigger boobs than her?’ I asked.He turned the mag around to me pointed to a sweet young topless thing, then. “Oh,” exclaimed Jane, “do you want me to use towels? I will if you want me to. Shy people tend to prefer me to cover up the parts I’m not working on.” “I’m not bothered,” Helen replied. “Then would you like to lie on the couch face down?” Helen stretched out naked on the massage couch. Jane soon had the oils mixed. She stood over the younger girl and poured oil on the lower part of her spine. Then she touched behind her neck with her left hand and gently placed her right hand on her bottom. . Then there were those lips. Those luscious, red lips.Seeing that she had achieved the desired effect, she walked up to me and kissed me lovingly. "Do you like it?" she asked, spinning around slowly so I could take her all in.I said nothing."Well?" she prodded."Uhh. Yeah. Yeah I like it. I think you're totally awesome Stace." That's better." Come here gorgeous." Yes Vincent." Mmmm. Much better." I agree." Stacey repliedAs we separated I looked down into Stacey's warm brown eyes and asked,. She had never slept with two men in such a short amount of time. It made her feel powerful and in control. She could feel his dick getting harder and harder inside of her. She knew it was the right time. She pulled away from him and held his chin. “Now can I get the cuffs?” “Yes.” He whispered. He could barely talk, the sissy. “They’re in my dresser by my bed.” “Stay here.” She moved quickly, gliding over the carpet. She opened the drawer and felt inside. There they were: glinting in the light.