Her hot, perfectly shaped boobs. I then started to kiss her cleavage as she moaned in pleasure and later played with her boobs by pressing 1 boob and ...ucking other alternatively.Meanwhile, Swetha went down on her knees and started giving me a boob job rubbing my cock in between her boobs. My face inside 1 pair of boobs and my cock between another pair of boobs, that feeling!!!!!! later, I slept on the bed as Deepika removed her leggings and panty before coming on top of me in a 69 position. Oh. ‘But I imagine we would both probably benefit from a bit of a rest before we start again. Don’t you think so?’ ‘So long as you’re not planning on covering up anytime soon – most definitely!’ I replied. ‘Now, how about a drink?’ ‘A glass of wine would be lovely, thank you.’ So, having opened a bottle of crisply chilled white, we sat there in the kitchen, in nothing but our underwear – Bethany in that erotically charged concoction of body-hugging, silk and form-displaying lace-work – and me in. I’ve always dressed to make the best of my figure, and after the boob job, I decided that I should adopt a classy but tarty sort of style, and that sort of suits my personality too. About six months ago, maybe 3 weeks before Xmas, my boss, the Finance Director, asked me to put in some extra work, which as the overtime was especially welcome at that time of year, I was happy to do. Often there would be just he and I in the office, working on the figures until 8 or even 9pm. One evening when we. ” “Goodnight,” I said as she walked out the door. “She is lovely, I like her. You better not be a guy and act like a man with her,” Mom said as she went back to the kitchen. I helped finished cleaning, and then said goodnight myself and went to me room upstairs. I finally feel I can breathe, just letting myself relax. I soon realize that I am not alone int he room. On my bed, laying naked is Sara Dearman. She is still as she can be, and I slowly walk over to her. “Hi,” I heard behind me from.