As I was progressing, my heart started beating faster. I had always wanted to hold my girlfriend’s melons in my hand. Those round balls of flesh had...been on my mind since the day I had met her. Those 34-sized melons were about to experience my touch.I took my time on her belly and then started my way upwards. First to the space below her boobs and then to the space between her mounds. I touched her bra and asked her, “Aaj konta color ahe?” (What color is it?). My girlfriend said, “Mi nai. ..". She grabbed my shoulder hard... I swallowed. "OK pal... you didn't just talk to me for training tips, huh?" "I... um...". "Stop being a pussy", she interjected, "you want me, don't you?". Shit... this escalated quickly... I paused, maybe it's best to stay quiet. "You were checking me out the whole time, even when I told you to piss off. OK pal, here's what I'm going to do, my grandmother gave me this necklace, it's my last memory of her. I've been wanting to start doing muscle. Let's demonstrate."Chloe sensed Cheryl taking her off and dropping her on the floor. As she hit it, there was no pain, but she felt an irresistible attraction as she was sucked out of the bra. She briefly saw that she was like a ghost of herself. She was an ethereal being, and she moved a little but was already sucked in Cheryl's body. Then she was Cheryl, but with no control of her actions. But it felt so good to be human again! She pleaded in Cheryl's brain, hoping that their mind could. The atmosphere was charged up and the empty bus was running in full speed. We virtually had few passengers sitting on the front and rear side of the seats. Her soft artistic hands were moving over my torso from top to bottom. I could see the shadow of the rings she had worn over her slim long fingers going up and down over my penis, which was in a full erection phase now. Meanwhile I was moving all my hand over body and boobs, trying to find a way to get inside her kurti and touch her boobs.