He was driving that night, as they were playing football on the SundayMorning so he didn't drink, we were in his car. I was wearing a dark redlurex mi...i dress, very stretchy so it clung to me, I couldn't wear a braas it would spoil my outline! So the boobs were all mine, every littlebit of my 'C' cup was all mine! I was so happy that I listened anddidn't have implants all that time ago.My shoes were towering 5" red patent and I had a short black velvetjacket, Brett commented earlier in the. "Oh Fuck!" groaned Tommy quite loudly as he really began to squeeze and knead Sharon's big tits in his hands. He seized her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers and gave them a tight pinch and a hard 180 degree twist before covering her breasts once more with his whole hands and kneading eagerly, enjoying the pained expressions on Sharons face"Be gentle," urged Sharon as the teenager practically mauled her tits, "Remember, I'm attached to these things you know." Oh, sorry Tits," said. She spotted the bar on the far side of the room, and feeling as if everyone in the room was watching her with a critical eye, made her way over to it.The bartender waved his hand over what was being offered: several brands of Vodka, Scotch and Whisky, red and white wine, cranberry juice, orange juice, and a wide variety of imported beers met her eye. Taking a moment to make her selection, Laura settled for a glass of Merlot, and stepped away from the bar and took her first sip of the wine, and. ”The footman served up the soup, poured the wine, and left them alone. George sat down, and gestured.Esther tried the soup, and found that she was hungry after all.“Eat more,” George said when she paused. “You have not touched your wine.“My head is already spinning, milord.” Nevertheless, she took a healthy sip of the wine. It tasted good after the too-sweet tea.“Are you warm enough?”“I have quite recovered, milord,” Esther said. That was not quite true. She felt warm, indeed hot. She, however,.