“I want these guys to get some humble pie, y’know? Get their asses kicked and realize what a couple of losers they are,” she explained.They were... so wrapped up in their little macho contest right now, outshooting them both would be about the biggest blow someone could do to their egos. It would pale in comparison to being treated like a cheap sex trophy, but for Marcy, getting the last laugh would still feel mighty good.“But...” Paul uttered, as he wrapped his head around the surprising request.. “Do you really like this?” she asked. “Yes, please,” I whispered into her ears. “I want to see them looking at your nipples.” My left arm was still around sally’s shoulders. With my right hand, I pulled part of her shirt toward me, exposing her right breast. The large, beautiful, lump sagged slightly against her chest. “The men are staring at you,” I whispered to sally. They sure were. Now three of them were glaring at my wife’s chest. “Oh sally,” I murmured into her ear. “Tell him if he wants. Well perhaps I could join you, help you with your shopping. Perhaps even see a movie and have dinner in town. How would that be?’ Please say yes, was all he could think he wanted, no he needed to be near her. Something about this woman intrigued him so. My mind screamed at me, do it, do it. Go out with him what harm could it do. ‘Well I don’t know. What the heck alright.’ ‘Fantastic, how soon can you be ready?’ ‘Well the stage won’t be here for another hour.’ ‘We don’t need to wait for the. The amazing thing to Philip was that the only thing that seemed to be affected in the long run with Celia's several pregnancies had been the size of her breasts. She'd had a nice rack of titties to start with and her several babies had given her an even nicer set of tits. And, Philip loved it whenever Celia gave birth and her milk had arrived. Celia was one of the hottest milk-producing babes he'd ever had the pleasure of fucking.Celia had just recently given birth to another baby, and since.