..loosen up. Let me take care of you, my poor soul.” As I slowly came back to my senses, I found her soft breasts from beneath her saree caressing m... body. She had moved very close to me, very close for my comfort indeed. But her fingers still were bewitching me and she kept on saying soothing words to me. And slowly I began enjoying the feeling...an unusual warmth crept in my body, almost like malarial fever attacks, and it originated from my loins. My penis was rock hard and I was puzzled as. "And these are bigger and better than hers, aren't they? I mean, c'mon she wears a 32A." She grasped them and lifted them, grinning at him.He felt his knees weaken as he watched her reach behind her and unsnap her white bra. She shrugged it off and handed to him. He had never seen such gorgeous knockers, not even on his computer. They barely jiggled when she freed them. His mouth watered, his palms itched. They were much more than handfuls. His cock jerked and writhed. He knew he was going to. . well, it’s kind of that . . . but not really . . .’ Peggy’s voice trailed off as she hit a brick wall trying to think of a delicate way to bring up Sara’s sexual dilemma. I said, ‘Mandy, it’s Alex again. It’s not about us, it’s about Peggy’s cousin. She’s having a . . . uh . . . sexual crisis . . . and Peggy thought you might be able to help. Are you free for breakfast tomorrow? We’re not real comfortable discussing this over the phone and it would help a lot for you to meet Sara in person.’. "Just remembered," Christy said. "Since you're a bachelor, guess I won't be the first girl you've gotten drunk and put to bed." Now what would a nice girl like you know about that," Arnie cautiously teased."You might be surprised." Oh?"Just then the wine seemed to gallop up on Christy and overtake her. Suddenly she slipped from her uncle's grasp like a sandbag and fell back across the bed. When she landed, her bare legs dangled at the knees over the edge, her short skirt hiked far enough up her.