1. The Great Caroline Tit Epidemic of '82


    Date: 11/30/2014, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: Kinky_Kaps, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    my investigator phase that very evening, using a spare back bedroom in Jim Suggs' home as my base of operations. I pored over the data for several long hours, seeking some common factor that could explain it all. I finally decided that a trip to the archives of the local newspaper and the offices of the U.S. Geological Survey in Raleigh would be required. I didn't crawl into bed until something after midnight and dozed off with Mona's lust-provoking photos in my hands. To call my sl**p fitful would have been an understatement! My dreams were filled with huge pillows of titflesh pressing at me from all directions...taunting, teasing, bathing me in rich warm showers of mother's milk. My reveries were interrupted as I awoke with a start to find myself drenched in a cold sweat – I became suddenly aware that I wasn't alone in the room. The room was bathed in cool blue light from the full moon. It was dark, yet it was light enough to make out my surroundings. I sucked in my breath sharply at the sight of a shadowy female figure standing at the foot of the bed. "Walt?? I'm sorry if I scared you, but I need your help!" came a whispered drawl that was instantly familiar. "Mona, how the hell did you get in here..." I mumbled in confusion. "What if Jim hears..." She moved to the side of the bed and put a fingertip to my lips. "Sh-h-h...it was Jim who sent me in," she whispered, "He's busy partyin' with my friends Jody and Jamie. Didn't he tell ya?" "Tell me what?" "About the craving? ...
    You know, about the full moon and how all us young gals can't get enough...." her hands went to the buttons of the sheer white blouse she wore, wordlessly completing her sentence, as my mind recalled Jim's earlier unexplained comment about weirdness and the full moon. The blouse's filmy whisper-soft fabric parted silently and Mona shucked it from her shoulders. In the moonlight, I could make out a lacey white brassiere of gargantuan proportions and, as her hands went to the top of one mammoth cup, I snapped on the bedside reading lamp for better illumination. Its warm glow revealed Mona in the largest nursing brassiere I'd ever seen. Her fingertips were busily working at one cup's fastener. She deftly released both that tab and its mate before leaning over my face and simultaneously lowering both hinged cups to bare her bloated milky-white udders to my eyes. Looking up from the pillow, it was as if a matching pair of full moons had suddenly crested above my face. I stared in awe. Jim's color photo enlargements simply didn't do Mona justice! Her bobbling nipple-capped beauties bounced and swayed ponderously above me as she released the zip of her tight white jeans and snugged them down over her flawless young hips and buttocks. Her diaphanous soggy-crotched panties followed suit, leaving her a naked vision of perfection...the kind of thing that only the best wet dreams are made of. "I'm sorry, Walt, but the full moon..." she drawled huskily, "I can't help myself...." As she ...
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