Taylor’s Help?

You cross your fingers and hope you can get Taylor to help you. You head over to her room.

The door is open and you step in. Taylor is on her bed doggie style with a guy you don’t recognize.

“Fuck! Fuck me harder!”

You give Taylor a What the Hell look.

She grins back at you. “Right there! Yes! Fuck!”

He pulls out and looks up at you. “Want to join us?”

You hadn’t even considered that. The thought of him deep inside you, Taylor licking your…

“No. I need to talk to Taylor.”

“Suit yourself.”

He stands up naked. His package is mouthwateringly impressive. He exits and shuts the door.

“Taylor, at least close the door and put up a tie or something.”

“Why should I do that? I like everyone to know I’m having a good time. It makes me feel slutty.”

“Why…Never mind. Taylor I need your help.”

“Fuck you look good, Maya. Your tits are huge.”

Taylor is right your bra feels uncomfortably small. You cup you breast and it feels wonderful. Your pussy moistens.

Taylor takes your hand and leads you to her full length mirror. It isn’t just your breasts. You lips look fuller, your ass curvier. You look sexier than you’ve ever been.

Taylor slides off your shirt and begins to massage your shoulders.

“Look at those things. They’re incredible. Can I touch them, Maya?”

Just the cool breeze on them feels wonderful. You can’t help but wonder what Taylor’s touch would feel like…