..admit it."Before I could stop the words, they gushed out of my lips. "I adore the feelings I am experiencing."I blushed with the shame of admitting ...o such feelings, but, I could notbottle up my feelings. Nervously, I shifted in my seat, feeling the coolair on a new part of my leg. I loved the rustle I heard as I moved. Myfingers had long red nails, and looked like someone elses hands. I justknew I was wearing makeup. I felt my earrings.Carol was dressed to the nines, as well. She was. So vibrant and full of life compared to my stiff pretentious family. We soon became inseparable, sharing the trials and tribulations of our first year in college. She was so kind hearted and warm I easily told her every private secret. She never judged me but just seemed to know my heart without me explaining everything. After my starchy upbringing it just felt so amazing to be surrounded by such easy comfort. Our dorm room was marginally larger than a closet and our beds were only about. She felt my arm reach down past her waist, down her abdomen to her crotch. She sucked in, her eyes closing. Slowly, he rubbed her, his fingers probing. Finally, my hand came away and moved back to her waist. When she looked down, she saw her nighty wet. “Oh my God,” she gasped. Jack’s caressing had caused her to cum involuntarily. What was happening? She couldn’t be sure. She felt as if in a daze. Then she became aware of something hard against her. It was pressed against the area just above. Shelly got up from her chair and walked around behind Steffi’s chair and slid her hands down andcupped over stuffed chest that was still heaving from the tirade! “Let me help you relax, boss,”offered Shelly! As many times as she had held them, Shelly was still mesmerized by the heft and firmness of such a large bust. Under her expert hand, the already hard nipples strained even harder to poke through the thin cloth. Steffi leaned back and was noticeably quieter as she themagic fingers massaged.