My immediate thought was bugger, I have picked the wrong side. The young lady Phil was chatting up was a real stunner; she looked about seventeen and ...was wearing a yellow halter- neck over her bikini top and cut-off jeans. The girl I had in front of me, was obviously a bit older, I guessed about 26 and also very attractive. Now I have always had the gift of the gab, and no problems talking to older women. In fact, of the girls I had dated so far, I always got on really well with their mothers.. " Doesn't matter. Elizabeth works over in properties management. I've known her for probably ten years. When I first met her, she had a...well, she was bigger in the chest than you are."Angie smiled when Peter blushed. He had embarrassed himself."Anyway, she wanted to go smaller also and had the same problem. She got around it, though, by going to her regular doctor and complaining of a sore lower back. They did tests looking for the problem. There, of course, was nothing wrong with her back.. I heard footsteps inside, and then a bolt being slid across, and the door opened. As previously instructed over the phone, I immediately looked down as I was ushered across the threshold. I could see her legs, daring not to look up, tight black boots and stockings was all I caught a glimpse of.The door closed behind me. "Close your eyes, step forward now!" the command was direct and I obeyed immediately. I could smell the delicious aroma of bathed flesh. Taken by her hand, I was led forward as. I loved the feeling of how my labia stretched to slip over it to accommodate its fullness. I especially loved how my lips folded over the indentation in the wood once the oval shape had filled me. My labia became an elastic band that spread to accommodate a foreign object and then closed over it, enclosing the mass inside. The feeling of my pink lips shutting it inside was a feeling I would never tire of feeling. I always loved how my wet core slathered the egg-shaped smooth piece of polished.