What about the guy she'S dating? Don'T know.I feel her stick another finger up inside of me.At the same time my finger is pistoning in your pussy.Well, not entirely.She could see it in the way he looked at her, late at night.She circled it with her hand lovingly, staring at it, looking at his pulsing shaft topped with a rosy head.My bumpy molehills had steadily ballooned out from an almost flat A cup to a taut halfmoon D cup in just those three short months talk about being visited by the *commander* of all the other titty fairies !! (*And* those ballooning titties didn'T stop there.The pants flowed up into the crack of her ass and the seam was pressed firmly against her rear door.It might not work out very well.The bedroom, slightly unkempt, showed through the door next to the stove.She told the story that went with each one while some of the ladies eyed the black dongs, then glanced at my apron and giggled.When I could make out what she was saying, I was shocked.