He quickly removed the garment, exposing his breasts to the warm, jungle air. He examined his breasts and abdomen, and found not even a scratch on the...r perfect surface. But the right side of his shirt was clearly soaked in blood. This was weird.He put the shirt back on, but only buttoned the top half of the buttons. He took the two tails of the shirt and tied them in a knot under his breasts. It wasn't a bra, but it would do till he got back to camp.He walked back to the tents where he and the. ‘And you were missed.’ Kyle snorted derisively. Jake continued, ‘Seriously, I have a couple of people I want you to meet, and I think you could use the time to relax.’ ‘I will think about it,’ Kyle replied. Jake watched his best friend rest on his back while his shoulder was against the wall. Kyle folded his hands together on his chest and closed his eyes. ‘You will think bout it usually means I will not show my face,’ Jake pointed out. Kyle shrugged and his friend realized the conversation was. I think I actually covered my shock quite well. She was not wearing a corset ? or even a brassiere. I continued to clatter on about how well this particular corset shaped her breasts, all the while I was holding them. As I talked, I glanced at her and she was still looking into my eyes, but now the humor was tinged with a touch of superiority. Her breasts felt like they would burn holes through my hands. I had touched women's bosoms many times in my life while working, but for some reason, my. “Hi, may I come inside?” She asked me. “Yeah, ‘aunty.” I said. I could smell her perfume and it smelled really good, sexy and classy at the same time. She came inside and I closed the door behind her. Her perfume followed her in and was teasing my nose and my cock.“Kevin, I think by now you can call me Malathi. We are both adults now.” She looked at me with a slight smile on her lips. I could not help looking at them; they were full and were nice pink shade with a shiny gloss on them. She had a.