As we chatted happily, I felt her hand squeeze my arm a few times and occasionally she leant against me. Tippi is tall, slender and has lovely dark br...wn hair, which she was wearing that night loosely tied back. She was stunning, in a long, simple dress of blues and golds. She has surprisingly large breasts for a woman as slim as she is and their nipples showed clearly through the delicate material of the dress. Occasionally I could feel them touch my arm when she turned. Was it deliberate, I. ”“Damn. I only have a few granola bars in the back.” I climbed over into the back seat and reached over into the trunk to pull out my emergency bag. I opened it up and pulled out a frozen bottle of water and the granola bars. “Hungry?”“No. Is that water?” Michelle had turned around to see what I was doing.“Ice, more like it,” I said as I reached up front and wiggled it around to show her. Surprisingly, she giggled.“Was that the only thing we have to drink?” she asked when she had stopped.“Well,. She was wearing her hair up too."You got jealous of my LBD, didn't you?" asked Paul."If you can't beat them, join them," said Joanne. "No offense sis, youreally look good. Just got to keep those rabid men away from you." Forget it, you know I'm a lesbian," said Paul."Some men won't get the message though, and you've still got somethingthey won't expect," added Joanne."My voice?" said Paul, though he knew what she really meant."Don't worry. While you're with us, no men will try anything," said. Kissing your neck and your back, running my hand up to your breast, massaging it slowly. I love having you in my arms, I love the touch of your skin on my lips. Without a word you turn around, facing me, your eyes staring into mine. You kissed me softly; our kiss becomes more and more heated with love and passion. The towel slowly drifts from your body, allowing me once again to feel your naked skin against mine. Massaging your breast while kissing you deeply. At this time there is nothing left.