"Tits. Why isn't she showing off her tits if she had any?" Chapter 4 - Do you have a photograph?"SOMEBODY STOLE MY TITS!"The new woman was extremely a...itated as she paced thefloor, a cigarette dangling her lips making her look like asteam train running amok. Because she was so upset, Samdidn't add to her anger by trying to enforce the building'sNo-Smoking policy."I'm getting married in five weeks and my husband won'tlove me once he sees this damn flat chest. How could anyonedo this to me? How. But in those moments when she looked back at me, it was like there was a barrier. There was a part of her I could no longer read.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Not all of the rest of the trip was so subtle or so secretly observed. A few times Jill and Chris were happy to make out in front of both me and Gemma. Basically putting on a show, mainly for my enjoyment as well as their own.One such ‘show’ happened when we returned from the Tower of London and shopping trip. While Chris and I. I have eggs, bacon, toast. How do you want your eggs? Or do you want French toast?" French toast sounds great! Do you want any help?" I'm good. Just your company." She got up, put on a robe, and disappeared into the bathroom. When she was done, I took my turn and then joined her in the kitchen.After we'd eaten, we went back to the bed, but she didn't want to resume fucking right away. She wanted to talk."I have to know, Dick. What's next for you?" Do you mean: 'what's next for us?'" I guess so.. The guy had taken her position at the foot of the bed, his mouth on my pussy, two fingers sliding in and out of me. I tried to concentrate on the pussy on my face, moving a hand so that I could get two fingers into her. "That's good," she said, and stroked my hair as I gave her clit the focus of my attention, holding back my second orgasm until I knew that she was going to come as well. Thankfully it didn't take long before she was grinding her pussy into my face as she came, and then I let go.