Then Melanie took off her shirt and bra to reveal her 36C breasts. She grabbed Heather and pulled her closer until their lips met again. Their breasts...smashed together as their tongues met again. Then Heather got up and pulled down her leather mini, while Melanie took off her PJ's which she hadn't bothered changing yet, until they stood across from each other, their shaved pussies bare. Then Heather got to her knees and stuck her head between her legs until her tongue touched her clit. She used. The sex for the next two weeks was wild, even by our standards, and I could tell that she was excited for the trip. If there was any doubt, it was clear what kind of week-end it would be by the care that she put into choosing her underwear as she packed. I decided to stop worrying about what it would mean for my job and enjoy the fun.We got into Miami late in the evening, and only had time for a late dinner that again consisted of her showing as much of her tits as she could without being. Now here this creature was on my sofa, smiling sweetly and looking a little unsure of herself. I'd wrangled her into coming back to my pad...walking distance from where we first met, and it was a glorious sunny afternoon and perfect for a possible tryst. It took all my discipline not to grab her butt helping her into my truck, once I'd persuaded her to accompany me during her hour-long break.I'm not a great one for entertaining, nor for playing games. She was a sweet little bird and this cat. She stared down at her breasts as if shehad never seen them before. “Put ice on ’em,” Dippy spat at her. “They’re saggingalready. Get some ice packs. Freeze ’em the first thing in themorning and the last thing at night. You wanna stay away fromsilicone, right, k*d? Nobody knows the long run effects. But theshow’s gotta go on, and the tits gotta be firm. So … ice packs!And another thing!” he yammered before Tiffany could get her.