Her breasts- well, I called them average before, but a better word would probably be perfect- softly rested on my chest as both her arms wrapped aroun... my neck.I put my arms around her back, feeling the distinct outline of a bra under her shirt. The whole world descended into a fuzzy sort of warmth, as if happiness was a liquid and I was submersed into it. I don't remember all the details of what happened next.But I know that the next morning a blanket that had not been in the room before had. “I… I am?”“Mmm… We would have to include a lot of tags if we ever wrote a story of our antics, or made a porn,” her eyes lit up, “Oooh! We can make porn together!”He groaned again, giving up on the argument for now.He pulled out his phone and began to browse through his apps while she watched him, a smirk on her face. After a few minutes, she moved back to the oven, taking out the cupcakes and resting them on a cooling rack, his eyes following her butt the entire time. After fanning them for a. " Flatterer" she giggled, lifting her juicy tits up and squeezing them together before letting them fall with a soft slap onto her breast as I took a long drink and admired her full figure in the soft light."Sometimes" I admitted candidly, offering her glass up which she accepted gratefully, sitting down beside me on the bed. "But you have a heart of gold that lights up your eyes and makes you prettier than most women. Some women are beautiful but have a small, mean heart which makes them ugly. Freda once early on. Annie once towards the end. And Karin/Birgit once.”“Wait, once? You didn’t do it with her when you were in Stockholm a few weeks ago?”“No Jennifer, we didn’t,” I said. “I kissed her a couple of times and we slept cuddled together one night. That’s it.”I saw a look of relief on her face, but she quickly composed herself.“I’m really surprised to hear that,” she said.“It was my choice. She made it clear she wanted it. I felt that it was a bad idea until I worked out my issues.