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This story is a continuation of my story ‘What would it be like’, obviously it would be beneficial for you to read that story first but this story can also be read as a standalone story. I really love my boyfriend but he does get me to do the most embarrassing and Big Boobs humiliating things in public. You see, shortly after I realised that I was really, really, totally, madly in love with him I promised him that I would always do whatever he asked me to do, missionary and I’m one of those girls who always keeps a promise. I was, still am, so far into him that I would walk barefoot over red hot coals for him – if he told me to. He’s a wonderful man who really looks after me, he buys me almost anything that I want, and some things that I would rather that he didn’t buy for me, like see-through clothes, really, really short skirts and dresses and remote controlled vibrators that he can control from his mobile phone. Maybe I should describe myself before I go any further. My name is Jenna and I am 20 years old, 4 foot 10 inches tall with long, blonde hair. I’m skinny and have a 32AA-23-30 figure with my little tits high up on my chest. I met my boyfriend, Mason, just over a year ago. Okay, my tits are small and I sometimes wish that they were bigger and Mason says that if I really want to get implants he will pay for them but he tells me that he likes them the way they are with their big nipples, that always seem to be hard, and small, dark areolas. Mason says that he loves me the way that I am and doesn’t want me to change any part of my body now that my labia minora have been reduced to nearly nothing. We both agreed that they were way too big and a couple of months ago he took me to a cosmetic surgeon to get them reduced to a nice, nearly non-existent size so that my pussy looks like just a slit until I open my legs. Mason says that I look about 10 years younger now that I’ve had that done. I was scared that it would hurt but it didn’t, the worst part was the healing, we couldn’t fuck for 2 whole weeks, but we’ve made up for it since. So how does Mason embarrass me I hear you asking? Well it’s in all sorts of ways. I suppose that it started when he started buying me very short skirts and dresses and asked me to wear them all the time. I haven’t worn trousers or shorts since shortly after I met him. Knickers and bras were the next major thing to go. Although I always used to wear a thong, or go commando, having my pussy uncovered 24 x 7 was a big thing for me. It was shortly after I made the promise that he got me to stop wearing them all the time. I hardly ever wore a bra because my little tits don’t need any support. Mason says that that was one of the ways that he first noticed me, my hard nipples were poking at the front of my silk cami top that I was wearing to the pub with a couple of my girlfriends. Ella said that my poky nipples would get me laid that night, and they did, and Mason has been fucking me just about every day since that asian night. I had to move out of my parents home when I got my first job in a different city and I was living in a little apartment with a couple japanese of flat mates when I met Mason. It’s a good job that I don’t live at home anymore because my mum would go crazy if she saw what I was wearing, or not wearing, all the time these days. The next thing that Mason got me to get rid of was my little landing strip. He prefers girls who are bald below the neck and I quickly promised to keep myself that way. He also paid for me to get rid of all my pubic hair permanently so that I never have to shave my pubic region again. After all of the above, Mason’s next thing that he told me to do was to stop crossing my legs when I sit down. Well this was a really big thing for me. It was bad enough wearing really short skirts without knickers but I could just about always manage to keep my modesty by crossing my legs and when Mason got me to stop doing that I really found it hard. My mother always drilled it in to me that a girl has to cross her legs when sitting and after going on for 10 years of doing it, it was really hard to break the habit. And busty that’s even before I mention the embarrassment of my bare pussy being on display whenever I sit down. Brady's cock was rock hard again as he watched a river of thick, white cum ooze out of his wife and formed a pool on the leather of the couch. She was a busty beauty with blue eyes and orange hair. I made my way towards the room as I had already a few times this week, I opened the door and stood before me was Jarrod, now with his shirt off stood almost twice the size of my wife with her completely naked opposite him. “Sandra darling, the cock is ready for you.” Marsha said She had some deadly condition with some thirty or so letters to its name, but it all spelled doom for my love. Sammy asked. He was totally inside of her and she could feel him deep within her colon. She woke with a start. She nodded once, not clearly understanding Johnson’s question. As she entered the kitchen she peeked around the corner. I asked incredulously. His daughter for him to breed. She embraces me tightly and lightly kisses me on the cheek as she waves goodbye getting on her bus. She was an amiable enough wench. She knew now that she could never have a normal relationship. First a squeal and then a grunt and she had me balls deep inside of her. I am here for you. I shuddered as the mother opened my blouse, exposing my round breasts. Yes… yes… yes… Oh baby eat my pussy it feels SOO FUCKING GOOD!!!!” Ashley screamed. She took her shoes off and danced around busty under the light as I walked slowly behind her. Our passion echoed over the spray of the shower. Tilting the chair to the side, he walked it on two legs and set it upright over the cable, two feet behind where her son Bobby was fucking his sister's ass. I continued stroking her back. He smiled and then unbuttoned his jeans and dropped his jockies, then sat back in my armchair with his cock and balls dangling between his legs come on cumslut get down on your knees and show me how well you suck cock. We want to take turns sucking on your clit and fucking your pussy with asian our hard cocks.” I reached around Karen and pulled her against me and started unbuttoning her blouse while Greg fumbled with her jeans button and zipper. When I woke up in the morning, Irma was busy in the kitchen preparing one of missionary her terrific breakfasts, this time centered around: waffles, maple syrup, eggs and sausage. I reversed direction when my fingers reached the base of Darlene's Big Boobs stomach and worked back down toward trembling knees. All three perked up when Mitchell walked out of the bar. And she would do everything that Jack told her, without question, even if japanese she felt she shouldn't, even if she felt she didn't want to. Again no reaction. My stomach squirmed.