It's No Fun Being A Girl

It's No Fun Being a GirlGladys Talbot, across the room, is warming my left tit in her hands. The skin-pink silicone form trembles with absolute lack of desire: virginal and very detached. Gladys will lend me some body heat. She presses, palm over palm, as you would pack a B-cup-size snowball. She has my boob and the charming, kindly old bandit is gonna milk me but good. Me, Deirdre."There. It's warm now. Let me slip it in your bra.""Ah--how much are those over there? The cloth-cov...