I grabbed her T-shirt and pulled it up over her head, now her boobs were out for me to see. They were great, just perfect round and perky. I cupped th...m both in my hands and felt their firmness. Then I began to suck on her nipple, while still running my finger in circles around her other nipple. She liked that and began to moan, softly. I kept licking and sucking her nipple. I was loving her boobs!I stopped long enough to unbutton her shorts, they fell to her ankles. I slid my hand into her. In a way, then, having tits “too big to ignore” kind of woke up the idea of sex in me. Wherever I went, there they were, being sexy, turning other people on. I could see for myself how my body could be arousing to other people. When I fondled myself in the mirror--or ran my hands over myself--I was sort of picturing myself through the eyes of an imaginary lover, if that makes sense. As self-centered as it must sound, my own tits were the most sexually stimulating thing in the whole world.It. It was the third day, so I was just over halfway through my little visit and the clock had started to tick more loudly.Thrust together by an unscrupulous architect, we stood belly to belly and it was one of those moments when the air seems to crackle with sexual electricity. I could tell she felt it too because she gave me a slightly nervous look but didn’t budge.We looked into each other’s eyes, unable or unwilling to break the spell, and I put my arms around her. We fell into a hug and for a. To Danny it looked like a wonderful place and he wanted to show Peter all the great things there was on offer. He wanted to talk about all the exciting activities, clubs and events they could get involved in together.It was in this happy mood that Danny dialed Peter’s number. Peter seemed more than happy to be invited over. Danny’s mother always cooked wonderful meals and she always had some amazing home baked cookies in the pantry. Peter was always invited to have supper with them and he was.