Her towel somehow slips down to the floor in the process. The most holy, magnificent, riveting vision is revealed to me and will be permanently seared...in my brain for the rest of my life. My betraying eyes greedily go directly to her nude body and rapidly take in as much as my filthy brain can handle. Her young, high breasts which I know for a fact are a full B cup are at absolutely breathtaking on the scale of beauty. I suck in a breath in absolute awe, unable to do much else. The imperfectly. Summer came back, reminded Betsy where they left off at, and Betsy continued her story about Brandon. Betsy continued. “I liked that he came over all the time. I loved it that we talked about everything too. When I say everything, I mean everything you can think about dear. We both learned a lot from one another. However, I had to do something about the skirt and slips issue. I wasn’t taking them off. I wouldn’t do that. It wasn’t customary to do that dear. Plus, your daddy had his eyes on then. Gnathar (năth-ar): A prolific species created by Kreu-Garra which closely resembles the extinct Human race with the added pointed ears of their Ce'al ancestors. They range in skin tone from medium brown to pale white and have hair of almost any shade imaginable. They stand as the second tallest of the races, next only to the Jotnar, and possess a closeness to the Gnath, which only they can semi-domesticate. Their symbiotic relationship with the Gnath and their Human ancestors' interbreeding. The current eddied in a circle in the pool beneath the shade of a large oak tree."No Queenie," my brother groaned."Well, I guess you'll just have to put up with me," I said."Mmm, that's just as nice," he said, pulling me to him. My small breasts pressed against his muscular chest."Good answer," I grinned before planting a fierce kiss on his lips.We sank to the soft heather that grew on the bluff, our hand busy stripping each other naked. The sun was warm on us as we writhed naked, our hands.