I always used to kiss her on her cheeks in a friendly manner and never missed a chance to touch her. She was fair and was having the same body shape a... of me; even our height were almost same. She never objected me touching her inappropriately as she had no idea whatwas going in my mind.2 years passed by and thankfully, we got admission in the same college. We opted for graduation in commerce. Our friendship had now grown stronger than ever.Because we both were good looking, many boys used to. Her chest swells and her confidence grows, a flirtatious smile appearing on her lips. She looks up to find the salesman standing over her, holding out his hand. A slight frown furrows her brow. “Please stand, miss,” he asks before she takes his strong but gentle grip. “I would like you to show me your dress properly.” He pirouettes her on the spot and her puzzlement fades - she twirls for him. A smile plays on her lips as he steps back to admire her. She knows the tight, figure-hugging dress. “Mikey! Oh my god! Where have you been??”“Hey yea, I was just coming inside to, uh, use the restroom. What are you up to?”“Just having a great time and wanted to see you. I have to use the restroom to, but I’ll let you go first.” She said with a mischievous grin as her eyes stared into mine.The kitchen was dead quiet and I could feel my Aunt April listening to our every exchange.“Ok cool yea sure, sounds good Nicole.” (even though there was obviously more than one bathroom in the house)Damn. She stood up and straddled my legs, facing me. She bent over so her tits were only inches from my nose, and began to unbutton her shirt. Soon it was unbuttoned, and hanging on her shoulders. Her tits were hanging in a black bra, which barely covered them. They looked outstanding. I almost shot a load right there. She then backed away, so that her face was in front of mine, and in a husky whisper said "You like my tits?" When my mouth flapped but didn't respond, she smiled, kissed my cheek, and.
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