And all her assets are very very similar. But Shashi’s boob are so white you can see veins.So, like I said she has a son and her husband. Her husban... Ans I are so close we are like brothers. Since they were neighbors I always go to their house and I talk to Shashi like its a normal day I watch tv in their house and I also play video games in her house. Her husband goes to work at 7 and come back him around 5. 2 years passed and me and Shashi only had normal convos and normal talk and I never. "Of course my dear. Of course."I bid her farewell, running to my car and leaping inside. I pulled therearview mirror so I could see myself. I pressed my fingers against myface, giggling like a schoolgirl. I was a fucking knock-out. I lookeddown at my chest, grabbing it and squeezing, fondling and shaking themin my grip. The sensation was alien and strange, but felt so right. Forthe first time in forever I felt comfortable in my own skin.Still clutching my chest I looked out my driver side. I needed no further encouragement as my lips began to salivate over your wondrous breasts so full and bountiful. They longed for my sweet lips as they glowed in the nights moonlight the nipples hardened and upturned for me. I could feel you slightly quivering with your deep desire for passion. I was f***ed to fleetingly touch your pussy hairs and find them dampening to my tender touch. I ran my long slender talons over your naked glistering form allowing me to cover you with my touch. My lips. "Mmm perfect" I said softly and pushed myself back against him.We moved together slowly, enjoying each other and enjoying the thought of no work for another whole week,We'd been at the office Christmas party the previous night, booze was flowing, everyone was dancing and flirting, even the management team had let their hair down, I'd had a few dances, enjoyed a few kisses (but fended off even more from unwanted admirers) and I was just thinking about leaving when a voice in my ear asked if I.