....touch yours."!"Sure."She trails her fingers up my tummy and across my rib cage, I let out a soft stretch. Anticipating her small fingers, drinking...in the way they feel, tracing lines on my skin. The fabric of my pyjamas are touching her hand, I can feel the fabric moving back and then a tug at the tie holding my top closed. My pyjama top springs open and falls to my sides. Sigh, god her small fingers on me. I sigh again. I am something between a B cup and a C cup. Her hand covers my breast. As I was standing there on Mother Earth my hand had reached heaven. I don’t think heaven could be any better than feeling up a woman’s breast. I gave it a very hard twitch and pinched the nipple area. Her moan had now transformed into a scream. But I knew she liked it. She turned and all red faced and asked me to be gentle. I put a square slap across her face. “KABIR!!!” She yelled as she fell on the floor due to the impact.Before she could recover from the fall impact. A 90kg me had jumped on. We both have been drinking quite a bit and trying to remove each others clothes is becoming a task, her more than I as all she had on was a denim mini and tube top with nothing underneath, so I was moving right along. She decided by pushing me back on the bed it might be easier, and being the willing person I was I let her. As I laid back and felt her working to remove my belt I heard the door open and looked up and there stood Beth, she asked Jenny if she could help and Jenny just smiled and. There was just enough light for me to see my stud’s cock glistening with my spittle before I guided it back into my hungry mouth. I felt like a total tramp as I thought about the fact that I’d just been doing this to a total stranger. And the stranger’s cock had been both bigger and better. I wondered who the owner of the cock thought had been sucking it when it had been in my mouth. It was an inescapably sexy thought and even though I’d already had an orgasm minutes before, I started touching.