L: Kya? Ye kaisa dare hai.Me: Jo bola hai woh kar.Usne shirt nikala. He was having a good body. Aur fir pen ghumaya. Iss bar bhi usi ke upar aaya, us...e truth dare liye firse.Me: Ab tu apni pant nikal.Woh bohot surprised tha bcoz main aisa behave nahi karti kabhi. But usne pant nikala. Use shayad samajh gaya tha ki main kya chahti hu. But woh dikha nahi raha tha. Fir usne apna trackpant utara and sirf chaddi mein mere samne baitha tha.Uska lund nazar aa raha tha to woh apne hatho se use chupane. " She stared, the beginnings of a smile showing on her face. "And you won't wait there, you can always take them off you know."She watched me smile at that last remark. Then she moved to one side as she waited for me to take them off before motioning me inside."I'll get you something to wipe yourself down with." She disappeared momentarily and came back with a yellow towel. Then she watched with fascination as I rubbed myself down. "The kitchens through there." She pointed to an archway at the. Make them smaller."He stared dumbfounded at me. "That ... that doesn't make sense. All guyslike big tits. Besides, they're only D's." Right," I said. "Just like the foot-long dong that used to hang betweenmy legs." It wasn't that long ..." ... exactly. That would have been unwieldy. So why would I want breaststhis big?"He looked at my cleavage and then at the bottle. "Okay, what size?" Middling between a B and a C. Enough to get looks but not leers."I felt my breasts shrink. Holding the bottle. My heart quickened it’s pace and her finger again touched me and she started to walk back around in front of me. Andrea stopped directly in front of me, allowing me to gaze at her crotch. She had shaved all of the hair away and the milky smooth skin begged to be kissed. I could see the evidence of wetness glistening on her pussy’s lips.Andrea started another circuit around me, still teasing with the slight touch of her finger. She stopped behind me again and her white, lace bra fell into my.