I don't know where this is all going to end, but I don't think I can just turn that off. All I can do is hope you don't hate me." Hate you? I don't ha...e you. I love you!"I was shocked by the very idea. Some of the kids I knew were like best friends with their parents. My mother and I have never been like that. Ours was a purely parental relationship. She made the rules and set the expectations and I did my best to follow them. I had never really thought about whether I loved her, or not, until. Sowmya was an impatient slut she wanted the real action to start soon so she caught Reddy’s hands and placed them right on her boobs.As soon as Reddy felt his hands on her breasts his hands trembled with disbelief on what was going on. He was actually getting to fondle Sowmya, who knows he might as well get her pussy then and there. He thanked his stars and started massaging her boobs gently at first and gradually intensified the motion. Sowmya was moaning softly and Reddy loved it, actually he. A few passengers made some light comments and joked which helped me and those close to me relax.I tried to create some space for myself but it was useless. I was jammed in by a pair of large breasts, in front of me. I could feel them rubbing their nipples against mine. At the same time, a hand came into contact with the back of my legs. It was definitely a woman’s hand, with longish nails and soft skin with a light feminine touch. With both women stimulating my nipples and stroking the backs of. Steve brought his other hand into play squeezing and pinching the nipple on her other tit, he sensed Jane was there for the taking , he began to slide his right hand down her body, stopping at her arse, playing with her arse cheeks over her skirt for a short while, before sliding it further down until he met her bare flesh just below her knee. Slowly he started to slide it back up her thigh, along with the hem of her skirt, until he was just below her pussy. Jane suddenly realised what his.