She was currently crimped inside one of the empty torpedo magazines for the Helldrivers aft launchers. Something sharp pressed into her upper back and...her knees and elbows hurt horribly from constantly having to support her weight or hitting the confines of the metal casket, no matter in which direction she tried to turn. She guessed by the parched feeling of her mouth and throat that they had been keeping her locked up for more than 2 days. Also she had needed to relief herself and a puddle of. We stared at each other and I swallowed, my throat suddenly dry.Fuck it, I thought suddenly. Here I am. Here she is. We've said all the words already. I realized that I was stepping forward, reaching out; my body must have started moving the moment I made the decision. I slid my palms along her cheeks, leaning in and drawing her toward me. A distant part of my mind pointed out that this was the first time my skin had touched hers. Then, firmly, our lips met.My eyes closed on reflex as we. I didn’t even have time to react before his big hands reached around me and cupped my big tits.“Don’t make a sound, baby," he whispered into my ear as he squeezed my tits hard.I was stunned and just staring at us in the full length mirror as those big hands squeezed and mauled my tits, my nipples now achingly hard. I was so getting extremely turned on by his touch so when he started kissing at my soft neck as he kept ravaging my tits, and pinching my nipples. I couldn't help myself and my right. We were in my lounge and under the influence of the drinks I had had, I said that he seemed to have a good figure. "That`s because I keep pretty fit." "I`d like to see more of it, Ethel." "I would have to take my blouse off to show you more of my figure. I`ll do that so here goes." She took it off and it showed that she was wearing a bra and I said, "Take it off, Ethel. I want to see your breasts properly." When she did, I could see that they were firm. "That part of you is lovely, Ethel. What.