Jackson. I was being selfish." Smiling wickedly, she continued to look at herself in the mirror."Go to my closet, dixie, and bring me my white platfor...s." My nerveends began to twitch. Her heavy white platforms had two-inch solesand six-inch heels, and she wore them for only one reason: to kick mein the balls. As I scampered to her large walk-in closet, she leanedover the top of her dresser and did a line of coke."And get the computer and cameras up and running. We have anexclusive with the. Mera tho andar khada hoogaya.Tabasum eyes baand karke maze lerahi thi aur mai koli eyes maze lerah tha.Wo touching kare tho bhi kuch nahi bolrahi thi mai tho uske body ko goor goor ke dekraha tha.Sooch raha tha ki bhi pant kol ke chooth maroo.Lekin countrol karke uski pet ko paste lagara tha aur doosre haat se uske pair ko rub kara ha tha aise he 2 min kara fir dekha ki rashes tho deep tak hai.Ab mai bola ki are ye tho aur ander bhi hai na tho wo boli haa. Hai.Tho mai bola ki kay karoo ander. She took off her PJ shirt and unhooked the bra with her back to me. When she turned around, she had her hands over her breasts. Slowly she dropped her hands as she looked on the verge of tears.Her breasts were two different shapes with one nipple the diameter of my pinkie and pointed up at the ceiling. Her other nipple was fat and sat at the bottom of the areola. I didn’t ask as I alternated sucking on each nipple until her fingers started running through my hair.“You aren’t lactating, and I’m. ." I agree..." I replied.I looked around the room and everyone's mouths were open wide. My friend Erin, who sits next to us, had her hand up her skirt going to town... right at the edge of an orgasm herself."You two... my god... how..." Erin said to me.All I could do was shrug my shoulders. I really didn't know the answer to her question, I did know where she was going with it, but the answer eluded me... or, should I say, I think I knew deep down in my heart the answer. It was love, nothing.