Honking on the streets below.Honking on the streets below. The former sounds of construction were all gone. She took her finger out and starting to circle around at her breasts. Her breasts were comic book perfect, sticking out like small cones, and jiggling when needed. The nipples were pleasantly erect and visibly upwards. She then started the concentrate, with both of her hands, on the hard pink nipples. People were screaming. At the top of their lungs. Men, women, and children, all in complete chaos. The end was near. |