Uske boobs bahut soft the, and kaafi bade the.Fir maine kiss break kiya, aur uski bra ko nikaal kar uske nipples ko kiss karna shuru kar diya. She was...getting aroused by this. Uske erected nipples dark pink colour ke the, aur mujhe apni taraf invite kar rahe the.Hum dono ye sab karne mein itna kho gaye the, ki ye bhool gaye the ki hum road par the. Aur agar koi hame dekh leta, to hum museebat mein fass sakte the. Fir usne mujhse poocha-Nishat: Agar tumhare paas koi place ho, to hum waha chal. ...but ignore dem and enjoy the story...Im a regular teenage boy....and like others i fantasize women almost all the time...neways lets start with the story...It was a hot summer day and i was all alone in my home, as my mom and dad were away for the weekend and my sister had gone to the Bahamas for a month. I always loved staying back alone cos that gave me more privacy and more chances to see porno flicks. It had been 2 years since i started masturbating and i loved it. Though i never got a. Despite this possibility,I told her to proceed. When she was finished, I marveled at how completemy breasts looked now, even with the soreness and scabs of the tattooprocess. I was right, after a few weeks of healing I had what I, withoutmodesty, believed to be perfect breasts. They had large prominentnipples, big but not overwhelming areolas, and a projecting cone-shapeform that invited being touched and fondled. I had always dreamed ofhaving breasts and putting them in sexy bras, now I loved. ”Kyle slaps his forehead with the heel of his hand and exclaims, “You’re right. We should have picked up some things last night, but our minds were too distracted by other issues - like the new house, sex, guns, sex, getting the old house emptied, sex, food, and of course, let’s not forget - sex.”Kathleen laughs at her sweet man’s antics, “Yes, let’s not forget the sex. Though, as good as it was last night, I seriously doubt we could forget, even if we wanted to.”“True, but now we need to.