The fourth button up was centered between her ample, heaving breasts. I lightly passed my hand over each breast before undoing this critical button re...ealing her thin, white bra barely restraining her ripe dusky melons. Finally the last button was undone and her blouse lay open fully exposing her sweet, soft belly and her adorable black bosom straining against her pretty bra. Putting my hand on top of her left boob, I felt her heart pounding wildly in fear.I couldn’t pull the blouse off because. I moved over and she slipped between me and the sofa back. As she settled herself, I could feel her breasts moving freely. She wasn't wearing a bra! I put my arm around her, stroking her back, over her shirt, wishing it was under. She put her hand on my chest and relaxed against me. A short while later, the old man stirred himself, said goodnight and went to bed. I think he realised he'd been a twat. When he left, mum said "Thanks for what you said", reached up and kissed me, gently and slowly.. ” Out the door I went. I was stunned. What an amazing 24 hours this has been.At 7, Nancy was done for the day. I bounced into the outer office and got the update on what needed to be done yet. She stood unusually close as she filled me in, and I couldn't help but take in her scent as she dragged out the moment. Her breast pressed into my arm as she pointed out this and that. Then she reached down and stroked my cock through my pants. I was nervously scanning the floor to see if anyone was. “No I came with my friends. I didn’t want to drink and drive.” Tristan said softly.“But you didn’t drink. I would have tasted it on you.” Damon observed.“Well…I didn’t.” He muttered looking down.“Oh Tris. Spent the time staring daggers at me huh? Come on let me take you home.”“I don’t wanna go home.” Tristan muttered. “Where do you wanna go?” “I don’t know.”“Yes you do. Come on, out with it. Where should I take you?”“How about yours?” Tristan asked quietly. “I really need to talk to you.
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