It just seemed so much more sensible that they look right,like a proper woman's breasts, which should be full and round. I was inSteffi's bedroom try...ng on some of her older clothes with her - we werejust such good friends now, getting like sisters more than father anddaughter - when she commented on my small, pointy boobs. I hid them undermy arm straight away, embarrassed. She said I'd told her about theimplants, so why didn't we go back to the clinic and get them filled up abit. . My dick was rock hard and his was halfway there. These were the only words we exchanged until we said goodbye when we were finished: "I know what you want so get down on your knees and do it." Down I went as he pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles. And his halfway hard dick was bigger than mine when it's a full boner! "I want you to look up right into my eyes the whole time and you do whatever I tell you. Start with mouth only and put both your hands behind your back." My favorite. Yet I pulled her skirt all the way down leaving only the underskirt exposing her lovely thighs and shape legs. My male member was throbbing in my pants.I had to see her breasts. I pulled her hands apart with force she was hesitant at the beginning. After spreading her hands apart I bent down and embraced her and gave a long kiss while my hands were busy unlocking her Bra from behind. At this point she returned my kiss with a tongue lash and our tongues started to explore each others mouths and. She pressed the knee into my ribs, and rested her left hand on my shoulder. Her right hand ... I'm guessing it was under the blanket -- I couldn't verify that from my angle.Meanwhile, Lissa seemed to have taken the cue from her mother. My feet were on her lap, on top of the blanket. "Are your feet cold?" she asked. And without waiting for an answer, she rearranged herself so that my feet were on her lap UNDER the blanket.Now she was sitting in a modified indian style, both knees bent, but.