"I'll just clip it on your bra," Peter replied, matter-of-factly, as Connie finally pulled the dress over her head. He stared in shock."But I'm not we...ring a bra," Connie said, quite unnecessarily.Her unexpected, shocking nakedness made Peter gasp. He couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, as she stood there in her underwear, at her exposed grapefruit-sized breasts, each capped by a somehow soft and vulnerable looking pink nipple. For a moment he forgot to breathe."Well?" Connie demanded, a trace. That passionate kiss has turned into a wild one and we almost started to eat each other. I was continuously touching her with the tent in my pants & she slipped her hands to my penis. I could feel the hunger in her as she was getting very wild in kissing. Then she started to undress me. I helped her to do so. In no time she took the tool out & started kissing it. She pushed me to the maharaja couch in the hall & started sucking my penis like anything. I moved her hairs which were obstructing my. I turned to the first page of the article and read that Jennifer Finch had seemingly disappeared on a well deserved vacation. Rumor had it that she was hiding in the high country in either Colorado or Wyoming. ‘Wrong,’ I said. ‘She’s right next door.’ Jennifer Finch..artist..photographer…gifted pianist..was right next door and I wasn’t allowed to meet her. Holy shit, it just wasn’t fair. She’d just finished a very successful showing at the Drake Gallery in New York and an unknown collector was. As I saw her like this I completely lost my senses and was dumbfounded at this exquisite sight.. my sister watching me through the mirror said with a mischievous twinkle in her eye and slight grin on her face,sis: What are seeing bro..? never seen a woman in bra before..?me:(slightly shocked): … huh.. Nnn…. No.. ( though I had seen porn by that time I had never seen in real, a women semi naked)sis: u should see my wound first..(she laughed winking at me)By this time my 7 inch dick had stood in.