I told her that her tits were perfect for her build and that I mentioned if they get too big they’d hurt her back. She agreed telling me her aunt ha... really big ones and that she was always complaining about how her bra straps cut into her shoulders.“There!” You see I am right” I quickly added.“But what about my nipples, are they okay?” she asked.“Well, I can’t see them with your top on and I don’t’ think I should be looking at them. I could get in trouble and even get arrested if someone. A clan currently consisting of just her and I. We weren't even going to own a house in about a week having signed all the documents; left them with instructions where to deposit the funds with my lawyer to complete. I was close to being the head of a gypsy clan caravan.We meandered, drifted, enjoyed ourselves together and loved on each other. We spent hours talking about her life at home before she left. How clan life in general worked, why certain customs were the way they were. She validated. She looks up at me, and speaks while slowly stroking my slobber covered shaft."You still thinking about Susan?", she laughs lightly, "I wanna see her do this to you", and with that she slides her mouth all the way down my cock and starts tonguing my balls from the under side.My girlfriend is talking about my busty sister, Susan. About a week ago, my girlfriend and I got a little too hammered, and started sharing secrets. It started out innocent enough, both of us describing guilty pleasure. Slowly and cautiously he leaned forward, moving his face closer to hers and closing the gap between their mouths inch by steady inch. Their lips made contact. Just the tiniest touch. He froze. His eyes were wide and straining in the darkness to try and make sure that she was still fast asleep. A long moment passed and finally he closed the remaining gap and kissed her. It was a soft and gentle kiss for a pair of soft and perfect lips. Lips that had never before known passion or lust.He slid his.