"Oh, Tammy, just stop for a minute and let me look. Oh, you are perfect. They are the best I've ever seen, even in Playboy."They were. They stood dire...ctly off her chest, pointing right at me, crowned with puffed-up, pink nipples that I so wanted to suck. I reached out and felt each one. Oh, they were firm, nice and firm. Warm. Oh, did my cock stick out.I leaned toward her and put my hand under one and bent and kissed it on the nipple, then ran my tongue all around it."Go, ahead, Brad, I love. Her juices were dripping out of her like a faucet. He lapped them up as if they were sweet cream. He grinned to himself; she tasted better than any cream.When he felt her getting close, he withdrew his tongue from her nectar, which elicited a muffled sound of protest from her. He looked up at her wickedly, and he held her gaze as he resumed the demonstration of his oral skills.Eventually, she started to buck, and he intended to pull away again. But this time, the clever vixen wrapped her legs. Many famous men and some equally famous women, have been treated for their addiction to having constant sex, with multiple partners, can you imagine opening a public toilet cubical and seeing a beautiful woman standing there, begging for a quickie, could you say no to her?From my experience of doing this sort of thing, well, put it this way, I never heard any man say no to me.I am twenty six now and have gotten myself into some very risque situations, such as mentioned above, men's toilets are. It's amazing the transformation that's happened."It's my turn to blush as I turned away from him to the other set of beds.Peter is just sitting up; as he rubs his eyes, his own dramatictransformation can be seen. His physique matches what Jack used to looklike; powerful, corded arms move from his eyes to over his head. Theybrush against his longer ears as he does so. He stops and attempts topulls one forward to get a look. While searching for the other one, hishand collides with the same white.