Tom tenderly tongue tickled Trish’s taut tender tense tan trout tasting taint tentatively tracing a trail towards Trish’s twilight tawny toned twat whist Trish tenaciously tongue tickle teased Tom’s tight tense tender testicles.

“I have huge nipples.” Stated Trish, looking up from Tom’s tight testes. “There’s only one kind of regular brassiere I can wear that I like that covers my nipples well.” Trish said as she assessed the size of her areolas.”

“Yes, you do have huge nipples,” replied Tom repositioning himself on the couch so his head was level with Trish’s breasts.

Once again, Trish’s nipples were the center of the universe. Trish was a strange self centered sexually compulsive bitch. Tom knew she was a compulsive liar too, but that didn’t bother him. The “sexually compulsive” part of her personality was what he found wonderful. She was an unstable randy tart who could go from being on the verge of tears while talking about how her favorite jeans were falling apart to complaining about how hard it was to find a proper fitting brassiere for a big nippled girl like herself.

“It’s not like my tits are really big, I’m just average, but my nipples are huge.” Trish went on, gently shrugging her shoulders, pushing her breasts together. “Like it’s asking too much for a bra to cover my nipples…”

“I feel your pain.” Tom said as he pinched each of Trish’s pink upturned nipples. “I might need to check those nipples. I think I might have to suck them!”

Trish really did have a fine set of jugs. They were just right for her slight body, actually larger than one might expect for women her size. She was right. The defining characteristic of her tits were her the perky nipples and the large puffy areolas surrounding them. Any guy would want to pinch them, and suck them for a while.

“I bet you wannna suck them. How do they feel?” she asked as Tom continued to pinch her ripe nipples.

“They feel great.! Look what they’ve done to my wiener.” Tom said as he took one of his hands off her breast, grabbed her right hand and put it on the shaft of his rock hard shwantzarino.


“I love playing with your dick. It’s so big and if I squeeze it, it gets bigger.” purred Trish. Tom continued to squeeze Trish’s big stiff nipples. “It’s a cute dick too. Some dicks are really ugly funny looking. Some guy’s dicks smell like ammonia or goat cheese or both. Your cock smells like a candy cane muffin. It’s so yummerz!”

“Perhaps it’s the peppermint soap I’ve been using.” Tom suggested. Trish always said crazy shit. He was waiting for what would come out of her mouth next. She gripped Tom just below the head of his shwanger as she dug into his scrotum with her other hand and tickled his testis. Her hand slowly stroked his stiff shaft.

“I love yanking a creamer out of your wiener. It’s so salty good! I can already feel your nut tighten!” Trish shifted a bit and slowly lowered her head as she skirted down the couch towards Tom’s rock hard penis.









Suddenly the land line phone rang. Tom sat up quickly and answered the phone.

“Hello” said Tom

“I’m calling about the 73 Dodge Dart Swinger you have listed in the paper.” said a nasally voice over the static on the line.

“I think you have the wrong number” replied Tom in a voice that belied the fact that he was thinking about Trish’s trouty twagina.

“Is this 555-6666?” inquired the caller

“Yes it is.” answered Tom in a raspy take charge voice.

“Well, it’s right here in this weeks Adverts.” offered the caller.