But from time to time the levees broke, unleashing Jo's mighty right tit. Thing was, Jo never noticed. Not once. So I had two jobs at the Fetish Fair: booth attendant and boob watcher.
It was a full day's work.
14.7.09
Bosom Buddies
Saturday's Fetish Flea Market was a hoot. Among the day's highlights was Jo's repeated costume malfunction. As soon as we got to our booth's spot, she removed the sweater she was wearing. Underneath she was wearing a top with spaghetti straps. The shirt fit ... mostly. The bodice was fine, but the top portion was a bit small. All day long the fabric strained and struggled to hold back her fleshy fleshiness.
But from time to time the levees broke, unleashing Jo's mighty right tit. Thing was, Jo never noticed. Not once. So I had two jobs at the Fetish Fair: booth attendant and boob watcher.
It was a full day's work.
But from time to time the levees broke, unleashing Jo's mighty right tit. Thing was, Jo never noticed. Not once. So I had two jobs at the Fetish Fair: booth attendant and boob watcher.
It was a full day's work.
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3 comments:
Do you think they'll let me hogtie Pink at the next Superbowl?
No, really!
If Pink has any sense, she'll let you hogtie her.
Oh, Jo's breasts! They just can't be contained. And why should they be?
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