I let my fingers trace a line along the lower edge of the bra and the fact that I was touching it aroused me and I noticed you held your breath a bit ...s my fingers moved along the line and approached your underarm. I continued following the line of your bra till I felt the swell of your full breast on each side.I looked into your eyes and knew by your look that touching you this way was having the effect I wanted. My bare cock was now beginning to respond to this sensual moment but I was far. Misty sat alone on a white leather chair that in all likelihood represented a month’s salary to Sara. Mollie pulled her down on the matching love-seat, and held onto her hand. After a bit, the silence became uncomfortable.Sitting squarely in her chair almost as if it was a throne, Misty cleared her throat and spoke. “We’ve invited you here for two reasons, Sara. The first one, I think, is like an ‘elephant-in-the-room’ so let’s get it out of the way first, if you don’t mind?”Sara twitched. It was late at night and seemed like her housemates had all gone upstairs to bed already.The two of us sat on the floor in the living room without turning on any lights. We got to making out there on the floor. I was stealing a good feel of her tits while we kissed. My heart was racing. Despite her being older, she had told me she hadn't done anything physical with another guy before either. We'd felt each other's clothed bodies before on other occasions, but this was the first time she. I’d just chill as he wanted me to and enjoy her love play, the tease of the balls with a palm full of crushed grapes, the feel of her warm lips tasting of cherry wine moulding mine, the tease of her tongue slithering mine in her inimitable French kiss. The gentle, so wonderfully gentle tease of my masculinity with the touch of a finger tip as she kissed me deep - then the feel of her hand grasp me so tight and wanting as, finishing the kiss, she would progress down over my chest and garnish.