She easily had to be a D cup, which was very surprising as she is only 5 foot 2 and weighs no more than 115 pounds. Her long brown hair was tied into ... ponytail I got undressed and followed her in.The tub was warm and inviting, and we sat there in an awkward moment of silence I wondered who would make the first move. Just then, Carrie slid up along side of me and planted a long, wet, deep, kiss on my lips. It was an incredibly soft kiss, nothing like kissing any man. Her hand then moved onto my. She tapped on Stacy's shoulder. She was being preoccupied by the bulging crotch of a dancer shaking it in her face."Stacy!!!" she yelled. Stacy turned to her with an annoyed look."What bytch???" Stacy yelled with exasperation. "Why can't you enjoy yourself like everyone else?"Monique huffed and got her purse. She stood up and started making her way to the exit. Stacy got up and ran after her."Hey where are you going?" she asked Monique."Baby, this isn't my set. I don't wanna spoil your fun.. ” She said. “That would be nice.” With that she turned over and lifted the back flap of her kamees up and exposed part of her ass. Even though it was still covered by her shalwar, colour drained from my face once again, which thankfully she couldn’t see. I worked on the back of her thighs and I was able to go higher than the front because the limit on the back was different than the front.When I was done, she asked me to prepare her bath. She said, “You are wonderful, Naeem. I feel so. She stopped disrobing herself to look at me for a few seconds, before biting her lower lip and looking up into my eyes, her smile widening. “Let’s cut to the chase.” she told me excitedly as she took off the last of her clothes and fell down onto my bed.“Is this fucking real?” I mumbled out loud. Even just yesterday Molly would have never wanted to do this, with me and I thought with anyone else, ever. Part of me wondered if maybe I was the one dreaming, or if I had deluded myself into her.