His touch is electric too. I think I may want to... you know... if you are still interested that is.''Hmmmm... his touch is electric is it? Should I b... worried here Shelly?''No, silly. I am so excited what with what we talked about earlier and where this could lead. I am trying very hard to be brave too. What are you thinking James?''I am thinking about how I had a tiny jolt of jealousy when I saw you in his arms kissing his neck. Then I realized that it wasn't something to be jealous about. We. She stared at the bed and images of herself spread out, her bottom in the air to be taken anally flashed through her mind.She tired to get all her thoughts and emotions sorted out but it was like a task her father had given her once; trying to put too many marbles into a net bag. Just when she thought she had them all in the weight of the load would force the netting apart and a few would slip out. Now as she tried to gather her thoughts random images or ideas would squirt out and she'd chase. This was one of those totally spontaneous episodes in my life that will likely have ramifications long afterward.It was no big thing. Actually, it was two little things, my b-cup titties, that started it. "Show me your tits" is a common refrain among young men. Overly-optimistic and expectant, but usually disappointed, they bark these words at women all the time. It was a hot, humid summer day and sundresses were as ubiquitous as mosquitoes. I was no exception. Breezy cotton and spaghetti. "She lowered herself, and began to move toward my face, the head of my member dragged between canyon created by her full breasts, and down her stomach, as it slid past her pussy I could feel the slimy juices that remained from earlier. blood was pumping into my member, it felt like it could explode. Unsure of how much more teasing I could take I lowered back down, and left my hands at my side. I had yet to touch her body, and now her face moved toward mine, what is she going to do? Her lips.