Boobs are a part of life; you’re going to see them. But this is something new. I see her breasts, and all I can do is imagine touching them, holding...them, squeezing them, licking them, biting them, tasting them. They are different than a shoulder or a stomach. They aren’t simply beautiful; they’re mesmerizing. I feel heat running through my body, down my stomach and up my thighs to my crotch."I can smell your hunger,” purrs June without opening her eyes.“I love your tits,” I mumble. June sits. By now my curiosity had taken over the best of me and instead of getting to my whistle or making some other noise of sort, alerting them; I rather wanted to see, what was going on. Hoping to see young Jenna’s naked breasts and or much more of her skin was really exciting me. She was nicely built for a High School senior with much larger tits and pointed tip nipples showing time to time through her bra and the blouse in my class. She mostly wore low cut tops and was proud to show her. She also needed a boyfriend. He was the one she had chosen. Not just on looks, he was really cute. She liked shy boys, the ones the fumbled about and blushed. They were the neat ones, she had thought a long time about it. A shy boy would not go bragging to his friends about what he had been doing with a girl, he would like a girl so much, he would do what he was told, just for the being given the opportunity to be with a girl. She also liked smart boys, not the dullards like her sister seemed. "Danny... sorry... thought you were out." A look crossed her face like she had tasted something she didn't like. "I just came in to see if..." She looked hard me. Then the full force of what she saw must have hit her. "Oh, my... I am sorry." With outstretched arms she walked to me. "What ARE you doing, Danny? What ARE you doing, my boy?" I was just pretending... just pretending... really." Pretending? Pretending to be what? To do what?" She asked as she hovered over me."Ma... Just pretending,.