Then I asked her, "Would you like to join me?" Don't mind if I do." She sat down very close to me and looked me dead in my eyes and said, "Do you like...what you see?" I did not know what to say, I was stunned. "It’s ok if you do, cause I love staring at you." I still had nothing to say; I just stared at her. "Would you like to touch me?" she asked as she took my hand and placed it over her breast. For once in my life I had nothing to say, nothing at all. I was at a loss for fucking words. She. Twice she ‘accidentally’ barged into the bathroom while her father was standing at the bowl peeing, catching quick glances at what he held before he shouted at her. She went to his bedroom while he slept to admire the breadth and thickness of his muscular chest. His stomach was flat to a narrow waist and he had jogging toned, well defined, muscular legs. Since he slept nude often she was several times treated to the full exposure of his body. On those occasions her leg muscles would shiver, her. When I bent forward to lick her nipples are catches my head making me not to lick her nipples. I saw her . she said” wait a minute ill be back “as she said she went to living hall and took those cakes which I brought for her and me .Then she opened the cake box and she saw that and kept that near us and gave me a smile and she took the cream from the top of the cake by her fingers and and she applied that cream on her nipples thoroughly and then I bent forward and licked her nipples. It was. Her tight-fitting white blouse showed off her curves. Thin strips of ruffle decorated the neckline and the edges of the super-short sleeves. Her long black hair was bound at the back of her neck with a white band and then dropped in long ropy curls down her back. A pair of open-toed shoes with a medium-sized heel completed today's outfit. She was much more sensibly dressed for today's heat than most of the business people scattered around the cafe – including me.Her arms were bare from the.