She knew her girlfriend loved titty fucks—paizuri must be the dumb Japanese name for it—and she always wanted to do it for Chris. Want to hear your thoughts about the vid.” I want to know if you’re a girl. They really were fucking. Tell me that’s a banana.”
“No, I’m just happy to see you.” Lori tensed, swallowing. Wonderful rapture. That impossible sight. Reaching deeper. She ignored the discomfort of her large boobs bouncing before her and her poor socks fraying as she ran down sidewalks, ignoring passing shouts. She clenched down on Lori’s dick. You’re a girl.”
Chris nodded, blushing. As a guy, Chris had jerked off a lot to drawings of dickgirls and futas, loving their busty, feminine frames contrasting with their huge, throbbing dicks. “No homo,” Chris groaned. Chris stared at the tip of her girlfriend’s dick emerging over and over from the valley of her tits, the pink crown popping into sight.
