Being attractive, i had always got many proposals from many guys. In college. But most were of emotional in nature. The guys were all afraid of making...any physical approach. & internally i was always a very sexual person. I wanted brave guys, but couldn’t find any. In short none were man enough.After passing out, i got into a job. Initial months were spent in office & my private life was stuck to imaginary sexual encounters. Sometimes i would rub myself so vigorously that i would bleed. Often i. MY baby pictures. But it wasn't me. It wasn't thesame person that I had seen in all of the other albums. It was Megan!Sure, it was the same baby, but she was dressed in pretty newbornclothes that definitely told anyone who saw her what her gender was.Pinks were prevalent all around.And that smile...That smile was amazing. She looked so happy! None of myother baby pictures had that type of smile.I turned the page. She was older now, perhaps three months or so. Butjust as feminine and still. My breath as already coming in great gasps when I felt his other hand go wandering. His hand was creeping up my shirt towards my nipples. This was it this was the farthest I had ever gone and I wanted more. His hand finally reached my left breast and pushed aside my bra baring my nipple, he rolled it around causing it to peak almost instantly poking like a bullet into his hand. Seeing my reaction his other hand left the exploration of my thighs and proceeded to investigate my right nipple.. “But I'm only a C-cup. Why would you be jealous of that?” she asked inquisitively. Lucy was still staring at Kaley's boobs. Just looking at them was beginning to make her pussy wet. She discretely began to move her left hand down her body to the top of her jeans. “Yeah, but they're so perfect and round. Anyway, they're still way bigger than mine. I'm an A-cup.” As she spoke, Lucy took a death breath, and plunged her hand under her waistband, to the inside of the panties, where she began to.