.. Now want to feel it on your other nipple?? He finds himself asking as he can’t resist the temptation, twists the clamp a second time before uncl...mping, slipping it away from the impression left on her blouse.?Umph!... Damn that sends chills down my spine,? she answers, reaching up, rubbing her tingling nipple with one hand while pressing her other hand against his. Lowering the clamp down between her thighs, she glances around again, whispers, ?Let’s try it down here instead.?Gripping the. She was my best friend at College. Athletic, toned, funny, personable and supremely confident, I had envied her from the day we met. She was small up top, but with her body and personality, she never had a problem with boys. The only advantage I had on her was my boobs, which were much bigger, but I compensated with more than a few pounds. It was like I was determined to put on the entire freshman fifteen in the first semester and with wavy brown hair and a somewhat reserved personality, boys. I could feel myself getting wet. We kissed again and I touched her all over. Everything about her was soft! The tender cushion of her lips, the softness of her tiny frail arms, the ripple of her ribs beneath my fingers, and the minute tuft of breast and its stimulated nipple excited me over and over. From her threadlike collarbones to her feet she was this divine vision of gossamer beauty. She looked at me with those big brown eyes and smiled, “So, now it’s your turn.” She slowly unbuttoned. ? I said again.??Hey Tom!? Gretchen had shouted out, ?What’re you up to?? Tom had strutted right into the living room. ??Not much Gretchen, what about you?? ?His eyebrows had risen as he viewed me with my pants and undies down, my ravaged ass jiggling.??Gretchen let go of my cock and stepped away.??What the hell’s goin’ on?? Tom had asked. ?Gretchen had smiled and picked up the bamboo cane, waving it about. ?I’m just having a little kinky session with Milesy here.??Tom laughed as Gretchen.