So there I was, Sunday night, trying to wind down and get ready for the work week. I went out with a group of “non adult industry” friends. This group isn’t the ones I typically party with; I expected this group to be a bit more reserved. Perhaps not so much. We all brought girlfriends, and a couple of drinks later the conversation turned to, well, breasts. (Isn’t this what is normally discussed during a nice dinner?) The moment we start talking about breasts the girl on the left (Cindy) starts looking down her shirt and Claudia starts laughing.
A few moments later they are fondling themselves in public. So much for a classy dinner.
I looked up the spelling of “fondling” and was surprised to discover it reads “to handle or touch lovingly, affectionately, or tenderly; caress: to fondle a precious object”. Very nice.
So Claudia and Cindy arne’t in the adult industry; They both have day jobs. But of course women being women they have a burning desire to compare their breasts with each other to see how they stack up. And this after only a handful of drinks. As I’m sitting here I’ve come up with this plan to get them to do each other – All women are bi-sexual; It’s something I’ve proven here time and time again. I’m going to ask them both out to dinner later this week and see if I can get them just tipsy enough to make it happen.
You know me – I’ll take pictures.
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