I squeezed. My lips moved to her neck, her earlobe, her ear, back to her neck. She cooed. I ran my hands up her back, then I felt her breasts. ‘I th...nk I feel something dangerous under there. Let’s go inside and make sure.’ I invited. I grabbed her hand and she followed. ‘I was hoping for the strip search.’ She giggled. We barely made it to the bedroom. We pawed each other the whole way down the hall. I undid the little buttons at the top back of Holly’s dress and it fell away. Ummm. A sight.. After a few moments I broke away, apologising to her and said she just wasn't my type. That her friendship was enough. Clearly she'd got the wrong idea, although I'd never led her on. She was obviously disappointed, so I made my excuses and left.I didn't see much of her after that. I was promoted to another branch, and while I'd occasionally bump into her at the local market and we'd stop and exchange pleasantries that was all there was.Until two weeks ago.About ten years after the incident. “Just let me see your license and registration, please, Ma’am”. Glumly, Samantha handed them over. In the meantime, Brittany had clamored out the bus, her t-shirt clinging to her jiggling breasts, and leaned nonchalantly against the minibus and smiled with seductive innocence at the cops. She parted her tanned legs slightly and gave a long, luxurious overarm stretch to thrust her breasts even further out, straining against the soaked cotton of the t-shirt. “I hope we haven’t been too bad,” she. I think we had a beer first then I started kissing Suzy and fondling her breasts. It wasn’t long before we started stripping each other off, and I ran my hands over her gorgeous shapely body. She had black stockings and suspender belt on which got me a hard on straight away as she peeled away her leather jacket and miniskirt. I asked them on the phone earlier if Suzy liked dirty talk and she said she loved it. I’m orally bi so any games with men and women is ok with me. I made them stand at the.