The was an awkward silence for a second or two before I decided to pull off my top. It was summer, and it was hot outside, anyway, my breasts were sma...l, so I didn’t wear a bra. She gasped, looking at my soft, young breasts and then smiled. She pulled off her top and then took off her bra. I smiled at her and lay back on the bed.“Lay on top of me and kiss me.”She straddled my lap and lay down flat on top of me. I could feel her soft breasts against mine and knew we were going to be doing this. ..our breathing audible. My eyes had grown accustomed to the darkness now. You swam in a pale vision before me.....This was no time to lose heart, I thought. My heart pounding, I pulled you tight to me...my mouth slamming onto yours. Like a scalded cat your body twisted and writhed, your open mouth gasping with the effort of pushing against me. Then when you realised my strength you suddenly stood still.....my hand was behind your head , gripping your long soft hair and forcing our faces. Robert puts his mouth on hers and probes her mouth with his tongue and quickly bites her lip. His hands go to her smallish breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipple. He moves his mouth to her neck where he bites her flesh. As she mewls softly, Cynthia puts her hands in his hair and tugs.Feeling warmth spread through her body, it collides with the cold. She knows she needs him to take her so she can dispel some of the passion she feels bubbling up inside her. She begins to touch his chest, his. He suspected the placement of her dances before the big name act was intentional, even guessing the reason, but it hurt to hear her put it so cruelly. ‘Love, you are gorgeous. You are real while they’re nothing but pretense.’ She waved it off, not looking the least bit upset. ‘I’m not belittling myself really. Just stating their business strategy. Every couple of months they find someone brand-spanking-new who ‘just has to try’ so they plug her in my spot. Unless she has skill it’s a couple of.