Bill admired those magnificent titties with the large erect nipples, her ample arse, flaring hips and fairly hairy pubic hair above her fleshy woman�...�s lips of her fanny. “Fabulous!” He sighed. “You,re All Woman!” “Suck my titties! See how good they taste?” She held her right breast between her palms to proffer itbto his lips so he could kiss and suckle at it like a babe. As he feasted she gently fingered her wet pussy letting her hot juices trickle down her probing fingers as I stripped and. It is also almost 18 inches deep. I even found a perfect blower and glass front enclosure for the fireplace. The blower is already installed in a compartment on the side of the rock. The door looks like rock too; well in fact it is rock, cemented to a steel door. I'm going to have rock with anchor bolts to hold up the mantle so it looks like the rocks are the only thing holding it up. I'll send you a picture of it tomorrow. There is a step up of 20 inches to the hearth; I didn't want little. They were real. The stripper works in the club now; her name is Kate; I thought we’d keep her; she’s a good dancer. We faked a bar scene, if you look closely at the bartenders, you’ll see that they’re Greg, Sean, and me. The couple in the booth is Sean and me, but we made it dark so you couldn’t tell, only that we were making out hot and heavy. Those scenes all got overlaid and blended into the computer model.”Stacy was mute but looking at me with a star struck look. Elsa caught her looking at. It shown the very moment he and she laid their eyes upon each other. This is their story. This is the road to their love, happiness and gratification. Their own place that they can call home for it is home. A home that is filled with the warmth when someone cares when you are down, when they say one word or give one look that picks the other back up and keeps them going. Home is not the place you pay for or lay your head but what you feel deep inside, deep inside your very soul and life force..