“I love you, Melissa,” I whispered, hopefully loud enough for her to hear, right before closing the laptop Not too soon, because the door flew open, letting Natalie and a stream of young women in. They were all laughing and talking amongst themselves. “I’m so sick of getting stared at, though!” Laurel was saying. She was a little taller than Danica, had long, jet-black hair, and the largest breasts of all the girls there by far, including my wife. At twenty-one, she was a little chubbier than what I’d usually like, but she was still pretty. The white top that she wore was quite tight, accentuating her largest assets. “I mean, SERIOUSLY. Boobs aren’t everything, right?” “To some guys they are, though,” a red-head girl that I didn’t know said. She had a rather distinctive face; I immediately thought of Reese Witherspoon when I saw her. This girl looked very similar to the actress, except for the hair color. She wore a blue, form-fitting dress that made her butt and rack look amazing. As she saw me, she started laughing, addressing me as if we already knew each other. “Sorry, Brian, girl talk.” “Meh, he’s used to it, Ashley,” Danica said, plopping down on the couch so that her chest bounced inside the extremely tight red dress she wore. “It’s not the first time Laurel and I have talked about boobs in front of him.” That much was true. It was the reason I’d once overheard Laurel tell my wife how much she liked me. She’d said she felt comfortable talking about anything with me, almost like I was “one of Deep throat the girls.” I’d not been sure how to take that, but if it meant they were comfortable talking about their bodies in front of me, I’d live with it. “Nothing wrong with some good boobs!” Jenny said, laughing and sitting next to Danica. She wore a green, strapless dress, but had a t-shirt underneath. The last girl, who must have been Maddison, was obviously the outcast of the group. She was taller than me, had dark hair that went down to her chin, was fairly chubby, and was a indian little on the homely side. She also didn’t seem nearly as happy or energetic as her friends, but she came and sat down in one of our chairs riding and watched the conversation unfold. Natalie, meanwhile, had grabbed her laptop, sat on the couch, and was busy transferring the photos from her memory card to the computer while the girls continued speaking. I simply sat on the floor and listened, enjoying the energy and beauty coming from these young women. My penis still throbbed from watching Melissa masturbate to orgasm only minutes before, and having so many beautiful girls around kept me turned on. Even the Babes air smelled like girls; I could detect at least two different kinds of perfume. “I guess boobs are okay,” Laurel conceded, sitting on the floor and showing more leg than she probably would have if an eligible young man had been around. “But none of you understand what it’s like to have… THESE.” She gestured to her chest. “I mean EVERY guy stares at them. And they’re IMPOSSIBLE to cover up. Whenever I bend over, I wonder if I’m giving a show.” “Then give a show!” Ashley said, “Let them fly! You don’t need to hide them. Honey, if I had them tits, I’d be waving ‘em Blowjobs around for EVERYONE to see.” She blushed and looked over to me, but none of the other girls so much as glanced at me, so she just looked back at Laurel, giggling with everyone else. “We all know THAT much is true,” Danica said to Ashley, glancing at me and then quickly looking away again. This statement made everyone but me laugh, even Natalie. “Hey, you guys want to see these photos?” Natalie suddenly said, and within seconds the girls were crowded around my wife, looking at her screen. It fell into the trunk, hidden from view and undetectable. You know what they told us, David?" This breakfast was 2 eggs, 2 bacon strips, and 2 pancakes. Time to call Mr. Willis. She caressed it. I wonder if he'd emphasized the negatives of having a child to them? That tongue felt great. “I think it’s time for presents,” Lindsay said, blushing. Do you see the tablet by the bed? One moment, he was sitting in the back of Henry’s transport van, the next, the van had careened off the road and into a fire hydrant. SOMEONE! Blowjobs “Yeah right—like I’m going to tell anyone my little sister has been making my dick hard.” Her long wet tongue slithered once again inside me, tasting my heated bowels. 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