We might be alright if we could just cover your breasts.”"I could put my hands over them,” suggested Cindy. She placed her hands over her breasts ...nd pushed them into her chest causing them to swell up even further. “Hmm,” said the man. “I don’t think it counts if you do it. You see they are your hands so you are still really naked. Perhaps if we used my hands.” The man stood in front of Cindy. He pushed her hands away and reached down and covered her breasts with his hands. He seemed to have. ’ Donal’ glanced over to his left towards the voice and to where the other man must be on one of the game trails. Just as well he had scouted earlier in the day, he thought. He drew his sword, judged his moment, and stepped onto the path in front of the first man. Donal’ smiled. Theman opened his mouth and reached for his sword just as Donal’ lunged at his throat, cutting off the man’s attempted warning shout. A look of shock crossed over the man’s face as Donal withdrew his sword from his. She straddles a dark muscular frame, head thrown back, mouth parted, skin glowing blue, wild hair hanging in damp curls. I know her. I know them. Because I’m the girl in the photos, from the tattoo blazing across slim shoulder blades, to the freckled constellations that dot their pale skin. The biggest tell, however, the thing that can’t possibly be replicated, can’t be faked; the crisscrossing scars between the upturned swell of my breasts. “Do you see?” the voice inside me snickers. The. When my mind got away from this girls pussy long enough to realize her mom was coming in the house, I nearly shit a brick. Im still a man, though, and as I watched Amy run into the house I just had to get another look at that beautiful ass as she went through the door. Some small part of me just wanted one more look in case I was caught, something to think about in those long nights in a jail cell. We pulled it off, however, as Rachel came in through the garage just as Amy rounded the corner to.