I wanted my penis to be inside herbeautiful, hairless vagina. I wanted her juices all overme.Keiko rescued me from my dilemma. She had foundsomething ...and brought it up to the counter. It was abeach shirt that looked way too short to be useful.“Here, put this on. I think it will fit.”I put it over my head and let it drop down. The shirtcame down to about 4 inches below the bottom of the g-string pouch. If I didn’t bend over or spread my legswhen sitting I’d be OK. My. The voluptuous blonde was wearing a very tight light blue halter top and a pair of white short shorts which did nothing to hide her impressive 37DD-24-35 body.She and her husband, 52 year old Dr. William Stevens, where heading this expedition to try to find a mysterious creature rumored to be living deep in the African jungle. Professor Stevens was a dedicated scientist who had met his gorgeous wife while she was a student of his at the local university several years ago.Also on board was. All of it legs.”.“Trust me,” Chuck said. “That’s a good thing. Your dancing background will make you a runway supermodel somebody.”“Bullshit,” she said quietly, but with a grin. “I’m ugly. Plastic surgery is in my future. Cheekbones, nose, boobs.”“Stop that,” Chuck said. “You have a dancer’s body. They don’t have boobs.”“You haven’t taken a look at Jacy lately, have you?” Missy snorted. “And don’t you remember Callie?”Fuck yes I do, he thought. “But that’s just one or two girls out of a dozen. My very last single friend was getting married and now I was the only single one, the very last one, the spinster. They were all giving me the look, and I knew if one more person asked if I was next I was going to fucking snap. Mel, my best friend, was absolutely beautiful walking down the aisle. I wanted a man to look at me the way Danny looked at her as she came floating towards him. I wanted the whole damn package and I refused to settle. I went to the bathroom to check my makeup and hair.