Damn beer.“Yeah, you’re pretty,” I answered as casually as I could.My eyes shot wide open when she cupped her breasts.“My boobs aren’t too s...all?”“Sunny!” I gasped.“I’m serious. I’m afraid to ask anyone else. You’re a guy. Are they big enough?”“I really don’t think I should be talking about your...” I caught myself just before I blurted out tits. “About that.”“I knew it. They are,” she said as she slumped back on the couch.“Sis...”“If they weren’t, you’d say so.”I may as well have stepped. She asked me to help her and carry one of her boxes. I did it and I rose the seven floors up to her apartment following her. I came breathless and she invited me to come in and rest a little after leaving the boxes in the kitchen. She unzipped a little her gray tracksuit. “It's hot” she said and continued asking me how old I was. “I'm eighteen years old” I answered while I was heavy breathing due to the climb.-“Then, you are and adult. You are a handsome boy, nice enough to pleasure a woman. We shared a laugh when she saw the preparations I'd made, because she brought fruit and crackers with her, too. "I guess great minds really do think alike," I said.Sherrie slipped out of her robe, and even though little while earlier I'd seen her naked from a distance a little while earlier, I was immediately hard as a rock. Her thighs and butt were worthy of a Shakespearian sonnet, while her breasts made me want to crawl up in her lap and nurse.To cover my arousal I tossed our towels over one. Or at least pretend to.” He winks at me as I bring him the glass. “And what exactly would we be doing instead?” I ask teasingly. He tugs me onto his lap without a word and kisses me. My fingers slide through his hair as one of his hands finds my ass and the other traces circles on my cheek. I attempt to wriggle from his grasp but he tightens his arm around my lower waist and ass, gripping tightly and causing a damp spot to appear on my panties. He breaks the kiss and I lovingly trace the.