....just the memory of it makes me wild. I gently reach out and just lightly, oh so lightly finger one nipple through the fabric. Your nipples are jus... as sensitive as mine. Then still very lightly I reach for both breasts and run my fingertips back and forth over your sensitive little peaks. The look on your face lets me know it feels good. Your breath quickens as I lean down and kiss one and then the other through the flimsy fabric. Little peaks are starting to form as your nipples respond.. Me: After the function, I drove back and reached my room with my mind head over till heels captivated by Mami’s beauty. My nervous system was sedated with her charm. I was doing things unaware.I took the phone, saved Mami number and curiously ran the WhatsApp application to see her in the DP. But unfortunately, I found her kid’s laughing face. I controlled all my urges to not message her because I should not be a ravager in her small happy family life.At night I went to bed but could not sleep,. ‘By the way Karen, would you like a coffee?’ She gratefully accepted the invitation and Grey contacted his receptionist, who duly returned with two coffees which Grey placed on his cabinet. As Karen resumed talking Grey used the pretext of adding sweetener to retrieve some of his semen from his jacket. With his back turned to Karen he coated his finger with his cum and then stirred it into the coffee, before adding sweetener to both and handing her the drink. ‘Best sit up for this,’ he said. "We need your help Alan." Angelika told him after he opened his eyes. "Why?" Alan snapped at Angelika. "You both obviously have no damn need to talk to me!" Angelika and Truda both stopped short backing up a bit. What in the hell was Alan's problem? "I'm sorry Alan," Angelika said, her face turned toward the ground a small pout on her lips. "We didn't think it wise to discuss this until we were more certain. As you know there were ten of us in the bunker." "Yes I remember that part, what was.