Her breasts pushed against her blouse, unbuttoned enough to display her ample cleavage. That day she wore a white lacy bra underneath a light blue blo...se, her dark skin making her full breasts visible, including her large, dark nipples.Over the course of our conversation she caught me numerous times admiring her breasts, but never once took notice, our conversation free flowing. As the afternoon sun set we both merged out of the engrossing conversation to realize that several hours had passed.. So of course she ended up drinking at the party. As we got in the car, she said ‘Well, I guess I lost that bet we had – I’m a little wasted!’. I told her that she didn’t have to make out with me if she didn’t want it to, because it would be awful if it made things awkward between us. ‘No, I lost the bet, and I’m not going to flake out’. When we got home, everyone else was asl**p. She followed me into my room and laid down on my bed, as I sat in my computer chair. After a few minutes of talking. But mom would always snub daddy and tell him “Let her stretch out on your belly honey, she likes it from her childhood”. I had been promoted to 11th grade by then and my body had developed into a real sexy girl. I had always seen my mom revealing her torso and I adored her real big melons popping out from the top of her low neck shirts. She had gorgeous body with busty ass cheeks and flat tummy. She never hesitated undressing herself in front of me and I think I had seen her getting undressed. Besides, even if heexaggerates by only 1 or 2 inches like most guys do, he’sstill plenty long.”“You can always come over to the club later,” Hesuggests.I think I blush even more. “Sorry, but I’m not into thatsort of thing.”He laughs. “That’s what they all say, but every girlenjoys a good strip show.” He pauses and then adds. “Atleast after they get a look at me.”I believe him!“You ever been to a male strip.