“Let’s say, if you were ‘difficult’, I was, erm,” she paused in thought for a few moments, pondering. “Tropical?”“Hot? Wet? Humid?”S...ndra just giggled and changed the subject as Talulah was walking towards us.“Well you should know you’ve just made my life very difficult,” I whispered.Sandra tried to stifle her laughter but couldn’t.“Don’t worry,” I said to Talulah who was looking at her closest friend in bewilderment. “She’s having a difficult time digesting tropical fruits.” That just sent. But soft and silky….i was pressing them from over her clothes….she was holding some stuff in here hand…which she gave to a lady who was seated…than she also put her one hand in shwl and guided my hand into her suit int the bra….now i was in heaven…huh..i was not pressing them i was just searching the nipples…she again put her hand inside and while holding my hand she press her breat 2-3 times and take her hand out to grip the shawl…now i was pressing them like a animal…suddenly i found her. Helping himinto the bath, picked up the loofa sponge and began washing him. Outof the tub David was hairless from the lower face down to his pinktoes. At the sink she washed and conditioned his shoulder length brownhair. He seemed to be totally unaware but capable of movement withassistance. Dried, covered in floral body lotion and his groin in babypowder, she took him into the bedroom laying him on the bed.The first thing she did was assemble the boxes containing his costume.From the first. "I could stay here forever," she coaxed unashamedly.Instinctively, his hands went up to massage her breasts in affirmation. He was momentarily surprised that her tits were covered by her bra and sweatshirt. Then he remembered where they were. He immediately dropped his hands to his sides.Tiffany grasped his hands and pulled them back up to her chest. "I don't CARE who sees!" she whispered to him. She started to gently rock on his cock.Dave was wise enough not to directly contradict her. He.