She kissed them and slowly started to suck them, concentrating more on my middle finger. I slowly whispered in her right ears, “guide my hand” and...let a blow of air which made her wriggle. Within seconds I felt her right hand on my right hand and slowly guided them to her right boobs over the dress. I again whispered “take charge and instruct me”. She pressed my hand which pressed her right boobs and then let it roam around there, eventually taking it to her left boobs. Now I was in full. My eyes were closing with he pleasure it was giving me and opening to see him still looking. i tipped my head back i was fully enjoying this scenario, when suddenly he got out 'oh shit' he was coming over what do i do? shall i pull my pants back on or not? in my failure to make a snap decision he was at my door looking in and seeing me half naked while rubbing his crotch. in a split second my shock turned to nervousness and excitement. I without thinking opened my door and he leaned in and said. .. bonkers, I believe is the word they use over there.Now I want you to understand something. I had not planned for this to happen, and as it did happen I was sort of swept along. It was like being in a river at flood stage - in the middle of the river - as it rushes along. I wasn’t close enough to anything to grab on and stop myself.It’s confusing in a way. If you had come up to me and said, “Chrissy, we’re going to have Patrick stick his penis in your virgin pussy and shove it back and forth. "So we can respect each other's breasts!" Yours are bigger!" he said, following my lead, stating a simple-mindedtruth while still thinking I was being playful. Perfect. He wasalready thinking that his and mine were the same things except for theirsizes."Yes, you poor dear!" was my only response. They don't have to be, wasmy next thought, but I didn't dare utter it just yet, it might spook himaltogether! In due time. "One of us is deprived. But we can make upfor it!" Let him figure out.