"Anything you would like to share?" I think I let some of my concern bleed through, but I had to know."Yeah I would like to share. You are my best fri...nd after all. But I can't do it over the phone." THANK YOU! She was still my best friend. I had been holding my breath. I let it out in a whoosh. "I have an idea. Beth Anderson invited us over to her place on Sunday to go swimming. I haven't had a chance to ask, but would you be willing to go?" Perfect. I will meet you there. I'll get the details. My penis aches as it presses against the constraint of my jeans. I’ve never seen real breasts, only photos, and my insides churn with the prospect.Although they are exquisite, her nipples are smaller than expected, unlike the firm uprights in Playboy. Maybe she’s too young; after all, she’s only just sixteen.I’m eager to pet them, and I know my touch will increase their size. In a few minutes they’ll be incredibly large. The tips of my fingers squeeze and caress one nipple, while my lips smooth. He motions for Lane to remove his mask. Some of the members gasp.He begins, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is not Nick. This is his younger brother Lane. He goes by the name of Preacher. Lane at the head of the table is our director John Jackson his codename is the General. From left to right, this is Griffin a very ferocious fighter. Next to him is Python, in her day she was the deadliest poison." We have met. It is nice to see you again." Likewise Preacher." On the other side seated next to John. Cyndi just stood there watching, so far unnoticed by the couple just a little way from her. Jealousy sent a sharp jab into her, she wanted to be the one on that lounger. She quickly clamped down on it though. Jax had told her that they were not going to have a normal boyfriend/girlfriend relationship, and if anyone was going to fuck her man ... or be fucked by her man might be closer to what was happening, then who better than her best friend. Cyndi had already had Jax in her ass once, and she.