I was getting killed with excitement. She looked behind at me with a naughty smile.She shyly said – aren’t they big?R- oh god. They indeed are.S- ...on’t you like them?R- I love them jaan.S- then what are you waiting for. They are all yours.As she said that, she turned her face to the front and I caught hold of her buttocks. They were really big and extremely soft. I grabbed them into my hands and arms and started rubbing and biting them all over.As I bite hard over her big butts, she gave a loud. It is not natural. We learn shame because we aretaught to feel ashamed, to be ashamed. A youth is ashamed of nothing,just as he fears nothing. He accepts all things as they are, including,if he is fortunate enough to experience it, his attraction to andadmiration for cocks, both his own and those of other boys or youngmen. It is society, through his parents and his peers (who have learnedshame through their parents), that teaches a boy to be ashamed of hisfascination for the penis. Were he. "See," Amelia insisted, displaying her breasts to her friend. She also couldn't help but notice how wet her underwear was getting as she started stripping off in front of her friend."Well yeah, they're small, but surely you're better off with small natural boobs than having fake stuff stuck in your body," Sarah responded as she looked at Amelia's breasts."That's easy for you to say, you've never had to put up with small ones," Amelia sighed."Even I wear enhancing bras," Sarah said, "I'm not. When I was getting my teaching degree, we went on a class field trip for one of my electives, and they had rented one,” Sheila explained enthusiastically.“Yeah, I had the thought about a tour bus too, but those things cost a mint—like around a million or so for a good one. I guess we’d also need a driver for any of those options...”“Yeah, that’s the downside...”“Or that’s the upside! If we had a driver, then JJ could be having lots more blowjobs and sex and stuff with us!” Heather piped in.I.