They felt bigger as you touched them, as if they filled with lust. My breathing quickened. My breasts were bigger than your hands so you had more then...enough to squeeze, and squeeze you did. Arr! the pleasure of finally feeling you touch me made me wet so very wet. Our kiss’s got deeper and deeper. Sliding me towards the back room along the wall. My hands found the buttons of your shirt and I slowly unbutton you, dragging my hand down your chest. As I did you moved your hand between my. "This single bed is pretty tight for two. I haven't shared a bed this small since the one in my college dormitory, sophomore year." Moira's voice was still husky from sleep, but it was a comfortable voice, rich and low. She scooted back away from me, and withdrew her arm."I guess I should get up. It looks like you're feeling better this morning," said Moira as she made to rise. I laid my hand on her shoulder, hoping she'd stay put for a moment."Please," I said, unsure of myself. "Don't go yet.. This emboldened me and Ibegan to undress her. I pulled the oversized sweatshirt she waswearing over her head, exposing the small lightweight white brathat supported her cute little breasts. The excitement thisbrought me caused me to rush some, as I quickly took off her shoesand socks and for a moment held her foot, which was entirelycontained between the finger tips and heal of my hand. After resting her foot, I undid her jeans and she began to softlymoan. As I pulled them off she gently. Then as she became more and more animated she gave the order he had dreaded; ‘don’t cum until I tell you to!’He was now going at full pelt, causing her back to arch with each powerful thrust. She became more and more audible as her inevitable orgasm loomed large. And then she was screaming and shouting; ‘Yes, Yes, Yes!’ He himself was so close to the edge he began to beg, ‘please Mistress, please give me release.’ This only added to her lust and she began thrashing about on the bed until the.