I removed her saree meanwhile she was arching and stretching her body sexily. I opened her bra and started smelling it. It felt awesome. I haven’t t...ken such a smell in my life. I threw it aside. I was astonished seeing her figure. She was looking fabulous. Her boobs seemed to be a valley with sweat in cleavage as river flowing down through the valley. I was waiting to climb over those mountains and crush them. I took her earlobe in my mouth and started sucking it. I was licking her ear and. “G’morning they returned.”I turned and was about to leave when the Secretary called out, “Oh, Sophie. Just a minute.”I looked around the door at the slight figure of Margaret, the wiry-haired and bespectacled secretary. “I should have told you last week, but as Harold has his exhibition on for two weeks in Manchester, you’ll have a new instructress this morning.”“Oh,” I said. “Who is she?”“Laura Lee from the Godiva Art Academy.”I was intrigued. I went back inside the room and leaned on the. Now she realized that part of her bodyyearned for attention just as the opening between herlegs did.The High Priestess tested Lea’s small hole with thetip of her finger. She must have realized how tightit would be to enter, Lea thought, because the HighPriestess brought her finger to her mouth and wet it.Then she returned it to the crack between Lea’sbottom and gently worked it into the hole. Leagasped with surprise at the wonderful sensation. Thewoman’s finger penetrated. I canfeel the tingles and throbs right above my ribs. I can feel my chestgrowing out farther and higher. That returning familiar weight iscomforting. The warmness from my growing breasts spreads out all over mybody.There's a tingle in the back of my brain. Like if it's telling me thatthis is good. And I think it is. Finally, my boobies stop growing. Theycant get any bigger, for now. My hands gravitate towards them. My nipplesare in shock from my cold hands. I trace the outline of my boobies.