He got to sit at the table. I kept my muttering to myself, although I was pretty sure she was aware.I spent the meal next to her, kneeling, hands fold...d on my lap, sometimes resting my head against her thigh, needing the reassurance of her touch as she brushed her fingers through my hair and told me I was a good girl.She fed me. A morsel at a time. I took a perverse sort of gratification that he felt nearly as awkward as I did. And afterwards, after he’d left, she would reward me. Or so I. I was in heaven as he stayed put to let me accommodate to his size and depth of penetration.A few seconds later, Janos began to stroke, slowly at first, and I could feel every movement against my G-spot. Oh, God, he really knew how to turn me on with even that short experience. His strokes sped up after a few initial ones to make sure that we were properly aligned. I have always been one to rise fairly quickly to orgasm, so I was not surprised as I headed there so soon. I couldn’t help voicing. He felt the “hunger pangs” grow more and more. Finally, he reached in, and felt the tops of her boobs as well as a little of her cleavage. She stopped what she was doing allowing him to do what he wanted. He undid the top and before he knew it he could see all of her upper body.He smiled as she let him reach in and feel them. Her eyes closed as did his while he felt them. They felt incredible. They looked incredible too. So he rubbed them and finally focused on her soft but fat nipples.“Lick. Although she’s two years younger, she had actually gotten tits when she was twelve. Fuck! I knew enough not to take her current underwear so I found a drawer with a lot of old bras in it and grabbed a handful scurrying back to my room.Fuck! Just my luck, I snagged her first bras with small cups. But I got curious. What would it feel like? Luckily my sister and I had the same chest size so I got the bra fastened. However, the cups were too small. After some pulling on the cups and pushing on my.