Her breasts, no longer re- strained, hung full, almost touching the swollen belly. Her nipples were dark and very large, and grew instant- ly erect wh...n the cool air touched her perspiration. I touched one of them. ‘They’re so sensitive..’, she invited, and I tasted it gently. We fell on the couch. When I touched her thigh, she lifted her leg. Her pussy was dripping. She had an almost perverse fascination for her sex parts. She told me how she likes to watch herself. I was a young bloke; everyone seemed to accept the story. Except maybe Polly, who suggested that she and Phil might come up for a few days and meet her.Shit, I put that idea down as quickly as I could. I think I told them that I weren't allowed to have guests staying over in my flat. Some bollocks like that anyway.That Autumn I began to get feedback from my mother, that things weren't right in the Caine household. Phil's mum and dad had always been a bit different to Polly and my parents. Both. But with her act he got some dare and started staring at her body directly. For seduce him more deliberately she sat just opposite to him and started watching TV. When he came to know that she is not watching him and watching TV he got more courage and without closing eyes he was watching her cleavage. Even for seducing him more she has pressed her boobs from bottom with her folded hands. With that act almost half of her boobs were come out of her blouse and almost edge of her nipple was. I've only been here a few minutes." Emma looked up at him, curious. "An idea?" "Yep." Luke nodded. "Come on, I'll tell you while we walk." He placed a hand on her back and gestured with the other across the street. "They're doing a special Christmas concert at one of the churches a few blocks up. That okay? If you don't like that, no problem; there's plenty of places to go. I figure it's December, so it's safe to do Christmas things." "Um, sure. That'd be fine." Emma felt like she was floating.