The only thing this time was that we would not be able to enjoy our other little part of this, which is when she would alternate between the rubbing a...d sucking on me before putting me back between her tits again. We both knew with the lotion that would not be a good idea.And as she always did, she started to get more and more vocal as we did.“Oh yes baby, just like that. Hmmm, it feels so good, having you fuck my tits. You always make my titties feel so good to feel your hard cock sliding. So, I caught the train and walked through town to Oxford Street, dressed in jeans and a black tee-shirt, with red floral print matching underwear which, as it turned out, was a more on pointe choice than my usual black or white sets.I unobtrusively found a front row position and wiled away the time listening to music, as the crowd around me built and bubbled with expectation, excitement and colour.But when the dykes on bikes led off the parade itself, the music was forgotten and my sense of. Fear hits different folks in different ways. Two sisters were bent double as they vomited on the cave’s stone floor. Several women offered comfort as they gathered around their stricken comrades. The rest of the society milled about in stunned silence and tried to process the impossible.“Listen up!” I called when the last of the women exited the door at the base of the staircase. Waving my arms like a windmill, I motioned for the ladies to gather around. “The chief is checking with Jennifer. I. "Well what do you want to know?" she replied, "do you want to know who I snogged or who squeezed my tits?" No of course not," I said, "did you get your tits squeezed then?" No I didn't," she said, "I thought I leave that for you to do as you paid for my night out, I thought I give you the prize of being the first." Thank you sis," I said, "I would consider it a great privilege to be the first to give your luscious tits a good squeeze." Go on then," she said closing her eyes and screwing up her.