It was kind of touching.I reached out and held his hands, gently guiding them to my breasts. "It's alright," I said quietly and smiled at him. "I want...you to touch me. I want you and your friends to take my clothes off and I want us all to have a good time."I knew that if this movie ever got into the wrong hands I would be buried under the jail. There was no way I could convince anyone that I had been forced into this or that I was not a willing participant. Yet I couldn't help wanting to make. It's particularly difficult when the boobs are naked. It's especially difficult when said naked boobs are particularly fine, and attached to a completely lovely rest-of-the-body.Muscles? I liked girls with a bit of muscle. Didn't have a problem with it at all. And the rest of her was just fine. What particularly grabbed me were her eyes. They always seemed to have a glimmer in them.As for her personality-she was delightful. I was just getting to know her, mind you, but I liked what I saw. She. Yes, is that what you want me to say? Just turn me back?Shit. What the fuck am I wearing?" I felt my lycra hotpants with mynow very petite manicured hands. "AGHHH. I have a pussy? OH MY GOD!" Do you believe in witchcraft now" YES!!! I believe in witchcraft! Now turn me back!" Ah," she said mischievously, "but only pretty, stupid women believe inwitchcraft." Then she smiled again."What? What are you talking about. I said I believe you're a witch, nowturn me back!" But you said only a. Meri himmat bad gayi or phir maine apna ek hath behan ki gand per rakh diya behan ne mujhe phir dekha or aage dekhne lagi meri himmat or bad gayi or phir main apni behan ki gaand ko apne hatho se sehlane laga is baar meri behan ne mera hath pakad k hata diya maine phir se apna hath apni behan ki gand per rakh diya or uski gaand k shape per hath ferne laga or dabane laga behan brabar aage dekh rahi thi phir main apni behan ki gand ki jhiri me ungli chalane laga ungli andur ghusane laga behan ne.