They became plump and hard and stuck out like I had never felt them stick out before. Sissy saw them get nice and erect and with her free hand, she re...ched over and touched one.“Doesn’t that double the feeling now, Brandi? Can’t you feel the rush of hot desire go through your hot stimulated body?”“Oh God, Sissy, yes, I can. It’s. . .It’s. . .Soooo, oh God!” I said through hot breaths. The feeling rushing through my body made the tiny hairs all over raise.I reached over and started to feel one. There were a few guys I fucking loved, big muscled bods and hung hooded cocks swinging around. It was so hard not to want to just sit in the showers and wank watching those guys with their big dicks semi hard.Things changed when someone came up to me one afternoon and wanted to make a complaint, it wasn’t about me of course (they would have gone to the big boss man, and besides I never made it too obvious that I was checking out the guys in there as I checked pipes or just called to a guy. Becky and I stood by the door and hugged. She kept kissing me on the cheek, on the neck, and occasionally on the lips. But we kept our tongues to ourselves. My mom shot me disapproving looks the entire time.When our dads were done talking, and they were about to leave, she said “Daddy, can I give him a real kiss without you getting angry?”“Yes, honey,” he nodded, stifling a smile.He turned to leave and she gave me a bear hug, kissed me deeply, and then let me go and ran out to get into the car. It felt as if I was touching a silky-smooth creamy thing, so soft, smooth, fleshy. I kept kissing and licking her earlobes and neck, coming down to her shoulders. I could feel her breath getting heavier. She kept moaning gently. I kept losing control.I grabbed her t-shirt’s neck and pulled it down to below her breast from one side. There popped out her juicy milky white fleshy breast. She was not wearing any bra. She had maintained her breasts well, such perfect shape and size. I quickly went.