" While the shape ofMark's breasts were suggestive of orbs about the size of cantaloupe,they weren't nearly that large. I wasn't a great judge of such...things,but I figured them as a solid B cup."Could you make them a little bigger?" Mark asked."Alright," I said. I watched as Mark's breasts filled out to what Iguessed to be a solid C cup. Not too big for my tastes, even if itpushed them. "That better?" I asked."O.K.," Mark said, "these will do. Now I'm going to go check this out.Somehow I knew. We choose the popular crossword-type one where you each get a bunch of letter tiles and put them together in words on the board, each time intersecting with other words already played.Cheryl goes first, starting in the center of the board. Her word is T-R-Y. "That's all I can come up with." Only three letters, but at least the "Y" is worth extra points, and of course the automatic double word score in the center makes it a very good start.Cindy, a smirk on her face, says, "Cheryl, should we. "And I thought it was you that surrendered," I corrected her, "But the result is the same I fear, shall you tell your Mama or must I," I asked and there in the mid night should our tale have ended but that a shrill scream rent the night time stillness."What was that?" I gasped and again a scream, nearby, agonised, plaintive from Melchett's room just the stairwells width away fromm mine."Darrowby!" someone shouted, "He has Amelia!" and then before we could make ourselves decent Mr Price and Lord. .” Melody just sighed and then moaned as I worked on a knot in her shoulder. I could almost feel her smile as she lay there under my hands. Rubbing Melody’s well-oiled ass was almost more than I could handle, and I had to remind myself that I was just giving a rub down. When she rolled over, though, it was almost too much to endure. Her chest was flush with arousal, her nipples were hard little points, and her breathing told me she was close to cumming.I just couldn’t help myself, and I grabbed.