They looked firm like some of the fruit at the markets I'd seen earlier as we passed through town. She invited me to touch them and I swear I turned a... red as ruby from my breasts up. She stopped washing me to lift my hands up to touch her breasts. I balked at first, but her sweet words convinced me it would be alright, she didn't mind them being touched.I used my finger at first feeling the firm dark area around her nipples. I think my expression made her giggle as I touched them for the first. ” We both laughed. “Yes,” I said. “Actually, I’m famished.” “Great. I’ll get the charcoal grill going in back. While it’s heating up, we can shower.” Needless to say, the shower was great! I scrubbed Joe and he scrubbed me. Actually, “fondled” is more like it, but we did get each other clean. Afterwards, I dried my hair, then I put on some makeup and dressed in some pink lace panties, matching bra and a pink halter top that ended at my belly button. I then slipped into some high strapped. I soaked myself in the bath and cleaned all over my body, including my sticky slit and my little arsehole as I know Ricky loves them to smell great when he is playing with me.After I finished the bath, I dried up my body and applied moisturizing lotion to the right places and natural oils on my erogenous zones. These oils tingle a bit and actually have a nice taste for my love. Having that done I moved next to put on my underwear, then I decided to overdo the whole lady thing and pulled up my. " He slid his fingers under my jumper and grabbed my breast, cupping my soft flesh over my bra, then kissing me, he pinched my puffy nipple through the lace fabric, harder I could have expected. I gasped, shocked at his audacity and tried moving back away from him, but there was nowhere to retreat in the tight confinement of the window seat. I hissed, "Miguel! Stop, others can see!" He chortled, kissing me harder whispering in my ear, "Belle, I want to have you here on this coach with all these.