As my hands moved little upwards from inside the dress towards the breast i started feeling the heat of her body. SHe was becoming hotter & hoter. She...told me not to stop . My hands reached the end of the left breast on which she had worn a lacy bra for me ( she confesed that after some days) . The feel was very nice as i was going to touch a girls bare breast. I started sqeesing her breast like a ball . I think it was double the size of a ball due to which i was not able to hold the full. Okay ,okay I am starting the story…………………It all started with me going to my higher studies, I am really innocent and lazy my friends always pull pranks on me as it was my first day of class I didn’t how to get to my college so I asked my friend to tell me how to get our college to which he was also going he said he I am going by train and the train will be leaving at 7.00 am …. Next day when I got there the train already left the station master told me that the train already left and someone. “Can I help you?” he said in a stern voice.She swung round alarmed at his voice, “Oh, I did knock but there was no reply. I thought you must have been at breakfast! I only need to change my clothes.”Robert broke in “Are you sure you have the right room madam?”“Yes of course I am,” she frowned “Didn’t they tell you?”“Tell me what?”“That I’d...” She stopped as a sudden thought had occurred to her and her face flushed. “Oh my God you must think I was trying to.” She paused, “I think I had better. "Ladies, if you want to bring your daughters over to check out Greg's package, feel free. I suspect he'll be lying here all night, at least. Wilbert, no sleep for you tonight."Part of the reason for Brandon's tolerance of his son was his memory of himself at the same age. Greg was indeed a 'chip off of the old block'. It seemed, though, that with the prevalence of drugs and STDs, the risks were higher than in Brandon's boyhood. He ruefully decided that he had waited too long. He hoped he could.