We were under my big blanket and her head was pressed against my neck. Her hair smelled like lavender’s suddenly realized that her t-shirt must have...rided up because because my arm was touching her bare flesh and my left hand was caressing her right breast. It was big, soft yet firm. I also realized that she came to bed without any underwear on because I felt the stubble of the shaved hairs of her pussy scratching the tip of my penis.my penis became aware of this and began to grow. I was only. I guess I have been a quiet dreamer all of my life. I liked to enjoy thebeauty of roses and the other flowers in bloom. I loved to smell thefragrance of fresh cut grass. I enjoyed the gurgling of a water fall orthe babbling of a brook. Maybe this may make me seem like less of a man,compared to the macho males that were presently holding me captive. Idid not know if I wanted to be a girl either. I did not really believe Iwanted to live like a woman, but I did want to continue to do the. Simultaneously, Jon and I freed the hand next to her and toyed with her nipples, bringing them to hard peaks and earning ourselves an increased speed to her wanking movements. I was no longer aware of being in the presence of another male as the familiar sensations of an approaching ejaculation increased. My buttocks clenched, my stomach muscles tightened and I lifted my hips to thrust into her hand. Jeni stopped!I turned towards her to find out why and as I did so, she was pulling at my hip. As I gently pushed it down, I realized she was not wearing a bra. Her wonderful melons stood there like ripened mangoes. The size and shape of her luscious boobs were magnificent.They stood firm, her nipples were spread. They stood firm erect like 2 big raw mangoes. I was staring at them, she looked at me. “Are they nice? You like them?” I said, “Yes, they are so big.” She said, “They are also very soft, touch them you will feel very nice.”She held my hands and kept them on her boobs. Oh god,.