I watched, sensations swirling within while my sister’s blue eyes held my gaze.“Nice aren’t they,” my sister said.There was no trace of vanity...in what she said. It was a simple truth, my stare fixed on the swaying orbs when my sister exposed her breasts to my eyes. If there was anything for me to say, if I’d had the capacity of coherent speech, I might have made a comment to the effect that ‘nice’ didn’t do her boobs justice. To me they were sensational. Their size and shape, the way they. Sari naan ipadi nadanthukolvathu unaku eppadi therigirathu endru ketal? Naan enaku ondrum thonavilai amma endru endren, ejamaani nee naan sex seithukondu irupathai marainthu irunthu paarthaai thaane endru ketal?Naan maraikamal amam paarthen, unaku ennai ondrum pana thonalaiya endru ketal? Naan thonalaiyava enaku ellam ungalai pola pen epozhuthavathu thaan kidaikum, sola ponal kidaikave kidaikathu. Eppadi ungal meethu aasai padamal iruka mudiyum, neengal matum enaku kidaithaal oru idam vidamal. Look at them all writhe.”“Ooh, why couldn't I get grabbed?” moaned another girl.“Yes,” gushed a third.Being watched only excited Peony. Another orgy with tentacles. How wonderful. Her cunny clenched on the segmented tentacle. The metal was ribbed, stroking her flesh in exciting ways that sent flutters through her and made it hard for her fingers to unlace the teacher's bodice and free her large breasts.But Peony persevered. She opened the front of the gown, broke the kiss, and marveled at the. New house, new roommate, more serious study...and I've replaced that old boyfriend, with my new neighbors: a MAN-friend and his amazing, brilliant and hot wife. We three just clicked the moment we met the day I moved in; though the food, the music and wine helped in their awesome, renovated Southern home, when they invited me for a "sleep-over", as my electricity hadn't been turned on yet.That first night in their bed was like a fantasy, that I'd never imagined, come true. Their intensity grew.