"Oops, sorry," she said. "Forgot they were hanging out." She reached back and found the top of a string bikini and looped it on and then adjusted her ...oobs in the tiny triangles of cloth and grinned at me. "Better, huh. Now you can look at me. They've been a problem for about a year now."I nodded and licked my lips. She was lean and dark haired while her sister was blonde and plumper. Both were very pretty and, I found out later, just sixteen. They were big and confident. I was anything but. Ts been forever since Ive been here!!! So many things to tell! Lets see, I started chatting with a guy in April of 2018! So a year ago, I started talking to the man of my dreams! Hes so sweet, and so fucking hot!!Where to start? With the day we met of course! June 16th, 2018. He messaged me on a local dating site, I know lol But hey, I live in a small town, not lots of options so I figured I would give the site 1 last try........ And then, he messaged me Then her middle finger raised up like it caught a strong scent, turned until it was pointing directly at my now semi-rigid cock and pounced. She grabbed a hold of my cock and pretended she was wrestling with it. It was a titanic battle with her hand getting thrown off repeatedly, but she always attacked again until finally she pinned my cock down against my lower abdomen and held it there while she brought up her other hand. She would let it rise up a bit and then pretend she had a hard time. Was it anger? Resentment? Terror? or Love? She is so confused as the feelings overwhelm her. Her orgasm is building. The fire being stoked with an intensity that drove her wild. She tries to hold it back. She didn’t want to cum on the end of my prick again. She fought against her feelings. Then I squeeze her breasts. She loves having her breasts manhandled. How did he know? She feels like screaming out but the breath is forced from her lungs as the sweet pain blossoms in her chest. She feels it.