I felt your breathing get closer. Then your lips were against mine. You felt so hot to the touch. I instantly felt a flush of heat radiate through me,... ending between my legs. “I don’t think I can stand” My legs feeling weak. Your hands moved up to hold my breast. They felt bigger as you touched them, as if they filled with lust. My breathing quickened. My breasts were bigger than your hands so you had more then enough to squeeze, and squeeze you did. Arr! the pleasure of finally feeling. "Have you?" She scoffed and then turned around to face me. "Yeah. I kinda liked it." We stared at each other. "Do you wanna kiss me?" I'll admit that there have been times that I thought of kissing another girl. Noticing a pretty girl in class or on my way home from work and wondering what her lips would taste like. I swallowed the excessive amount of spit that had built in my mouth and nodded. Audra looked surprisingly shocked at my answer. I was already a joint and a half in for the night and. Must not have done a good job. But I sure the hell was doing a good job. So good she had to stop eating Grace to just enjoy the hose job. I gave her an even better fuck than Grace, because she had obviously be abused somehow and needed to know that fucking was good and fine. So I began methodically thrusting slowly and deeply, making her cum and cum. And Grace kept playing with her huge tits with the huge nipples, squeezing and pinching, and sticking as many finger as she could into little,. Any other men around will be similarly attended and none of them will suspect anything as they are invited to the VIP section of the club, on the lower level when suitably drunk and aroused. On this level the futas dress in a discreet, yet highly attractive, manner disguising their massive cocks.On the second level the true nature of the club is unveiled as this is where the regulars hang out, futa and man alike. After passing the soundproof doors one'll notice various booths spread out over.