“Last year I started noticing things about Mom and Dad. I noticed that if mom was doing something and Dad went past her he’d lightly touch her –...on her arm or shoulder or cheek or wherever – and Mom would do the same. To me, these didn’t seem to be sexy sorts of touches but touches of love. I noticed this because I never saw that happen, or at least not very often, with my friends’ parents.“Maybe ‘cause they didn’t really have any other family, they just did it to remind one other that they. " Get old? Damn you have the stamina of a much younger man."I rewarded that comment by cupping her left breast, feeling it through her shirt, coaxing her nipple into hardening."Mmm, the simple part of this is that it's easy. I like talking to you, but if I'm over here and if you welcome me over, then the sex is free and easy. No games. No questions. My body is yours. Yours is mine." Yep that is good to know, cause right now I feel like playing with these very nice breasts."I lifted her shirt to. Several minutes later she was done."Okay Bill you can sit up now."I rose to a sitting position and felt the weight on my chest."These are heavy," I whined."We girls put up with this every day of our lives girlfriend, now it'syour turn," she laughed.I placed my hands under the breasts and lifted them. If I didn't knowbetter, my hands would have thought they were real. I turned toward themirror and gasped. The breasts had nipples."Shelly, these have nipples. Couldn't we just use some foam or. I got so scared.”“Haha nah, it’s all good champ. Well except for the fact that we both got no pussy tonight. Fuck, and I’m so fucking horny. That bitch got me all jacked up to fuck.”“Haha yeah. I couldn’t wait in my room any longer. I was gonna jump in.”“Shit…so what are we gonna do?”“I don’t know but I’m horny as hell.”“Me too champ. How bout we have a boys night? What you say?”“I’m down.”“Haha, get it started then.”I pulled off my tshirt and wiggled my jeans and boxers off and jumped into his.