1. silicon s****r


    Date: 7/29/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: JeanDauvere, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    it, she had perfect ‘fruit pastille’ nipples! I banged on the door to her flat, and breezed my way into her kitchen to get a beer. “Hi s*s, I’m here” I called and pulled out a beer. “How’re things go....” I started, but my words trailed off at the vision before me. My plain flat chested, skinny s****r had transformed into a vision. She stood in the kitchen looking like Lara Croft, clad in a tight vest and lycra shorts. Her lack of exercise had put on eight pounds or so and her hips were beautifully rounded inside her spray on pants. Her six pack was now just a flat tummy, but her running vest was bursting at the seams. I stood, silent and stunned, admiring, or rather, ogling her for a full minute before she threw her arms around me. “God s*s what happened?” I said and we both giggled. I held her hand and spun her around. “Wow what a vision. I think it was all worth it” and she nodded at me and grinned. I have to admit here to copping an eyeful of her ass and a slight hint of a camel toe. The first tickling’s of a ‘semi ‘stirred in my pants from looking at her breasts, which were only just being restrained by a very tight vest, We hugged and smiled as I admired her look, she had grown her hair and her lips were full and a lustrous red. Her body was now full and fit, curvaceous and alluring. Her new breasts were causing me trouble as I could not keep my eyes off them. Cherry grinned from ear to ear, “you perv” she joked, “eyeing up your own s****r.” “I know s*s, but you’re an ...
    absolute fox, tell me you don’t go running dressed like that? You’ll stop traffic.” “Thanks b*o“ she said “It’s how i wanted it” I hugged her to me and felt those huge breasts squash against me as she whispered, “ I do need you to do something for me though, without freaking out”. “Ok” I said and she went on“ I think You better hear what it is first”, and went to sit down at the table. I noticed that her wrist was strapped up from a fall she’d had. “I need someone to help me”, she started, and raised her wrist. “Due to the size of these implants I have to massage them with moisturiser every day, or I shall get very bad and painful stretch marks. I can’t apply the f***e needed with my hand in this strap, and I don’t have anyone else who I can trust, I’m sorry to ask but how do you feel about helping me out? Can you, or do you think it too weird?” I paused for a second, because I didn’t want to sound too keen, but the chance to rub those orbs was all I had been thinking about since she’d had them done. My head was pounding and so was my dick. When I did finally answer I choked on the words. Luckily she laughed at my embarrassment and it was suddenly ok. “I’m sure we can get through this together s*s.” I said and she smiled. She must have known that I would be ok with it as the moisturiser was already in a pan of hot water meaning it would soothe as well as massage into the skin easily. She took the bottle out and got me to sit against the kitchen table end. Then she backed into ...
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