“And you would keep a secret for your sister, right?” It was leading somewhere, I told her. “You’re trying to say something aren’t yo...?” She looked down at the two breasts concealed in her shirt, then peered up. “Collin, lately I’ve been feeling the urge to have sex. I’ve masturbated, I’ve fantasized, I’ve even tried watching some porn. What I want to ask is could you have sex with me just so I can try it and know what it feels like?” I was stunned. I had felt her body before; I’d. First Angie patiently painted his finger and toenails; two coats ofglossy plumb red. She told him not to smudge the nail polish before ithardened and went on to explain how women often tried to match their nailpolish with their lipstick.Angie applied a thick coat of foundation to his face and neck and thenset it with a liberal dusting of matching face powder. She then went towork on his eyes. Next she brushed dark blue eyeshadow onto Malcolm'seyelids working from the inner corner of each eye to. “Sorry love, I didn't mean to scare you," a thick husky southern drawl rumbled out of nowhere. I turned to see where it came from and my mouth went dry once I saw the owner of the voice. He was over six feet tall, rippled muscles from head to toe, and his piercing hazel eyes had a certain coolness that terrified me, yet made me want to devour him. He loomed over me and I was in awe at his utterly perfect frame. His long straight nose, strong jaw, full lips, and his dark bronze and copper toned. ” she said, pinching the flab on her waist.“Really? I think you look fabulous as it is.” I said and ran my hand across her abdomen, gently squeezing her. Sangeeta scurried away from me, giggling.“Stop, it tickles me!” she said.“Wait, let me see if you need to lose weight!” I said and went close to her again.I moved my hand towards her, and let my fingertips run over the contours of her waist and thighs. She didn’t move. I held her hand courageously and moved forward, now her chest was.