At that point I wanted his cock in my tight pussy so bad. I countuined to rub my pussy in the shower moaning not hearing the front door open and sh...t with my dad's stern voice echoing through out the house. " Akemi! Akemi! Where are you!?" his voice was never heard by me as I only heard myself moaning his name as dirty thoughts raced through my mind. Without my knowing he had traveled up the stairs and into the bathroom where I was. We had a glass covering that was hard to see out but easy. Keith laughed and replied “OK, that’s sounds good to me, I enjoy being naked myself”. Steve led the way downstairs and into a large fitted kitchen, which had a table and chairs in the middle.“Let’s have a glass of wine” said Steve opening the fridge, he got a bottle of white wine out, and poured them both a glass. He handed a glass to Keith, then raised his “To us and some more fun” he said smiling. “Sit down and I’ll fix us some food, is salad OK with you Keith?”, “That’s fine with me Steve”.. A much bigger problem; this is just a little thing I hope you can help me with." I could feel myself starting to blush. "It's more personal, and a little embarrassing; it has to do with something I think you would have much more experience with."She couldn't help but smile at my discomfort. "I see, and what might that be?" I have two friends that have recently discovered new depths to their relationship. They have been slowly exploring 'new territory' if you catch my meaning. I think they would. "Yes it's very sensitive. When I feel around there my nipples get hardlike they are doing now, and I get chills all threw my body. Is thisbad? Tell me my mom won't say anything about them to me."Mrs. Jones keeps moving her soft hands around my naked chest. "Well it'snot bad. I remember when Pam was just starting to develop breasts likethis. I mean her chest was ummm." What are you saying I'm growing breasts you have to be kidding me? Imean be honest please Mrs. Jones."Her hands stop moving.