I often wondered if a man could see and feel the same things as I do. And I think they do.Once my panties were removed he carried out the usual ritual...of putting them to his face and taking in my sweet aroma. I took them from him and did the same. Closing my eyes I thought of her…Lorraine, my sweet Lorraine.“I never saw you do that before,” he said. “That essence of sexual desire is so powerful.” I was taking in that essence and my mind was drifting away to the times that Lorraine and I made. Andgirls?" I leaned in close. "They are SOOO sensitive!" I giggled again,making my massive chest dip into my plate causing it to skitter across thetable and crashing to the floor. I rolled my eyes at myself and slid outof the booth and began picking it up. "I'm so sorry!" I told the man atthe table across from us. I was putting all the small pieces into thebiggest shard when a waiter came over and nearly slipped in the discardedsalad.The man at the table and his companion, a tall dark haired. I was amazed to look at her deep cleavage and as her breath was getting deeper so was her deep cleavage. I moved my tongue in between her cleavage and started sliding my tongue deeper and deeper inside her cleavage. Her cleavage was wet with my licking but I was not ready to stop. Rather I went on sucking and licking her cleavage to the extent that she herself started unhooking her blouse. As she was unhooking the buttons of her blouse one after another her huge boobs appeared as if they were. Each round supposedly had the potential for new conditions, rules, or qualities.Everyone knew some variation of the game and had played during their younger teen years. The issue with the game had always been compliance. Too racy of a dare, suddenly the game stopped and everybody backed out. Too tame of dares or too many truths and everyone would be tired of it before it was fun. Somehow, this mystery app had found a way to ensure compliance and ensure that the truths and dares never got stale..