I admitted to masturbating a lot. Susan mover closer to me and put her arm around my neck and told me how sorry she was for me. I laid my head on her ...houlder and started to cry; Susan pulled me even closer and started rubbing my arm. Before I realized what was happening we were locked in a passionate kiss. Susan was running her tongue in and around my mouth and had started fondling my breast. It didn’t take long until she had my panties off and was playing with my clitoris. She opened my. ” I say. “I’m going to take your nerves away.” As I stand up, I can see those nerves in your eyes, but they don’t stop you from coming with me. Good decision. The best you’ll make all night in fact.As we enter the room, you’ll notice the couch first. I know it’s big and gaudy, but it’s the best sort of couch for what I’m about to do to you. You want to be comfortable. There’s a 65″ TV that the couch is facing, which already. As well as being an instructor, she was a ballet dancer herself. Her long slender figure, with firm breasts just a bit too big for her frame. She had such a cute bubbly personality to match her bubbly nipples, which I had happened to have seen. Being a partier, Chelsea was known to get pretty crazy. On more than one occasion, she would send my wife topless pictures. I shouldn't have to say that I have rubbed myself nearly raw looking at her tight stomach and perfect chest. Anyhow, my wife and. She agreed but was still hesitant about what would happened but I assured her that I would only go as far as she wanted to.When we got to my place I took her into my bed room and laid her on the bed. Kissing her I could feel a frightened quiver on her lips and knew she was frightened of what might happen. I told her not to worry and slowly slid my hand under her blouse and cupped her left breast. It was small and hadn't fully developed but her nipple was hard and I rolled it between my finger.