I reached behind her and undid the bra, pulled it off and dropped it to the floor. She smiled, I smiled, then my hands went straight to her tits. They...were glorious. Her nipples were already rock hard, yet everything else was so soft. She closed her eyes as I fondled her breasts. She started to moan at my touch, and I started kissing her neck. Then she stopped me and said “Wait”. She stepped over to her door and locked it. Shut off everything but the Christmas lights and the lava lamp, and then. As she read, she began getting aroused and she could feel her panties getting damp. When she got to the action in the story, she had to stop; her panties were now soaked and her passions were at a fever pitch. She had no choice but to go into her bedroom and “take the edge off” before she could continue reading.After that first story, Donna went back to Lush Stories, again and again, each time she would pick a story that looked interesting and read it. Most times it ended up with her having to. You need to pick yourself up and move on to bigger and better things in life.”“Well?” he asked after a minute when I didn’t say anything to him.“I promise,” I nodded, wiping my eyes with Liam’s shirt.“Really, really?” he asked with a smile.“Yeah! really, really!” I said, a smile breaking on my lips after days.“Atta girl!” he grinned, kissing my forehead, “Now get up and go have a bath. My God, you're stinky.”“I'm not stinky, asshole!” I laughed, slapping his ribs playfully.“Stinky is what. Once as she reached up for a high branch, I unfastened her shirt and swinging round like a latter day Tarzan, sucked each delicious little nipple as her breasts hung free and she squealed with laughter, unable to do anything else but hang on while I feasted."Three hundred and fifteen pounds," she yelled as we came out of the wholesaler's office where we'd delivered the fruit looking like two old tramps who'd slept rough."And just for a day's work too, bloody hell Tommy." she hugged and kissed.