My heart rate increased as I picked them up, letting them unfold as I held them at arms length in front of me. My cock began to grow and forced itself...against the inside of my own pants, trying to burst out of my jeans. I couldn’t delay this any longer, I had to free my erection and pleasure it. And more importantly I had to smell Grace’s sweet pussy! I ran into her bedroom and threw off my clothes. I lay down on her bed with my dick pointing skywards. I knew I was going to have fun and the. You can feel the outline of my mound through the fabric, and you can tell that I’m not wearing underwear. You reach inside my bodice and cup one of my breasts in your hand. Your fingers move to my nipple and pinch it lightly, rolling the nipple between your fingers as I moan in approval. You release the nipple, then lift your champagne glass. “To us,” you say, as you carefully spill a small amount of the wine on the breast. I gasp and shiver slightly as the cold champagne hits my nipple. Soon,. They were stroking her legs through her brown slacks and one of them had pulled her blue shirt up to reveal a black and pink lace bra. Her nipples were erect and they were straining to get out of the lace prison they were encased in. With one hand I released the 3 clasps of her bra. Her breasts felt very firm as I massaged them. Liya had stuck her tiny arm down Collette's pants and I could see her hand movement between Collette's legs. She was giving Collette a finger job and Collette's legs. And I got her number from that group and texted her personally.After couple of days I told her about that cleavage incident on photoshoot day. She was really shocked to hear that and at the same time she was embarrassed. She sent messages with angry smiley’s and I was scared to reply her back after that.But after some time she was cool and said sorry to me for shouting at me. I was relieved and she changed that topic. This step had changed my entire sexual life.She started thinking about that.