Girls and ladies can contact me at Coming to the story, I am from a small town in and completed my schooling in that town. I had one friend Rakesh who...was my neighbor and lived in our adjacent bungalow.We played cricket and had fun at his place lot of times. His sister Saloni was 5 years younger and played with us sometimes.I turned 21 and had just completed my engineering. I was looking for a Job and staying at home most of the time. Rakesh had moved to USA for his higher studies and I no more. One or two gags and I was taking the 8 inches to the base like a pro. I was deep in fantasy, sucking on this dildo when I reached to balance my self and felt the cock on the seat sticking straight up. Who could resist this, I thought. Having lubed myself before I entered my “Turkish Bath”, I stood up and slowly started to lower my self on my new dick. I couldn’t believe the sensation of a warm cock filling me. I have to admit, it hurt at first but, like my new ability to suck a cock all the. "Anyone know where the lady in the blue dress went?" I asked to the group, making certain not to single out any one person."Oh! You mean Belle?" was the answer which was not so cleverly cloaked within a question. It came from the eldest woman in the group that was wearing a smile about as authentic as a three dollar bill."Yes!" I exclaimed. "Belle..." I confirmed, stopping myself just before my ever increasing impatience showed through."Oh she went to the mezzanine to make a call!" the lady. “Topless” she replied. “Ok” I stammered. I stood up and took of my T shirt and bra. I then sat down crouching over her lap on my sofa. This placed my tits at her face level. She started to kiss and stroke them, then I felt her tears on them. I pulled away, asking her why she was crying. She had always wanted a big chest and this was as close as she felt she would ever get with short of plastic surgery. I looked down at her, her breasts were small, but in immature way. Being a ballerina, this.