P was wearing a gorgeous short silky red strappy dress with black high heels and as it was a hot summer night, P had no coat or jacket. I, of course, ...ade sure she was naked under the dress. We were getting well into our eclectic sexual relationship by now so she always did as asked regarding underwear etcetera.I was thirtyhrity-six at this time and P was almost twenty-four.As we were walking along Dean Street, she suddenly pulled me into a dark doorway and whispered in my ear that she wanted. Ihad heard of some women snapping it on from the front and turning itaround and stuffing my boobs into it. I did the first part but once Iwas trying to jam them in it hurt like hell. No matter how hard I triedto adjust the straps it was still too small. I undid the bra and itsprung from my body like it was never meant to be there. I left it onthe floor and decided to check out her clothing choices. Her sisterhadn't packed much just a couple days worth of clothing, but she didhave a couple. We did this for some time when I thought it was enough I laid her on the bed and started kissing her fore head, eyes, nose, chin and neck. She was jumping in excitement, so slowly I went toward her breast. I kneaded and played with her boobs she was moaning by this time. I suck her boobs like drinking milk from her.Her tits were hard I wet them with my tongue and licking her tits and for excitement I bite her boobs and nipple she was in heaven and she took my hand and was pressing her boobs. I. "Yes, isn't it," she said as she took my hand and moved it up to her breast.My heart skipped at least a couple of hundred beats when my hand was full of her breast. I was so surprised by her action that I couldn't make myself to remove my hand, and at the same time I clearly observed that she didn't wear any bra, that her breast was small, firm and crowned by a stiff nipple which stuck hotly into the palm of my hand."What? Don't you know what to do with a breast? Even that little man there.