I lowered my right hand to her voluptuous big shaped breast. I touched the right breast gently over blouse.She did not know what to do. She wanted to ...ay both yes and no simultaneously, but could say nothing. I kissed her on cheeks and lips. She was neither supporting nor opposing. I brought my left hand down as well and started squeezing both her breasts with both the hands. Now she was very excited. She just told “Bed par chalein”.I was in my seventh heaven I said “Yes my darling aunty..You. " Lauren fumbled with the remaining two or three buttons, feeling the wisps of Emma's pubic hair on the back of her hands. The heat from her was tremendous, and Lauren was concerned both by her state and by the fact that she had sat there without being aware of her condition. Lauren glanced back to her face, pleased to see that she was still asleep. Her little breasts looked so inviting, firm and responsive, proud above her little girl figure, the beginnings of a woman's shape and the tight 'Y'. She was still distracted, and wouldn’t pay him no mind. He passed her, and could smell her shampoo as her long blonde hair blew in the wind. He waited the standard 15 seconds, as had become his method of operation, and turned around. Grant got the sedative out of his pocket, and got the needle ready. He needed her quiet for the ride to the lake house. After another 20 seconds, he was right behind her, she was still on her phone, and bogged down by her yoga bag, and work bag, and purse. . She called it a landing strip. Her pubic mounds just allowed the tip of her clit to show. All right?" He told me quite precisely without needing to make up a story. I n knew he had seen it."OK, then what?" I asked."I kissed her breasts for a while and she whispered for me to go down between her legs and use my tongue on her pussy. I did that and she held my head close until she was satisfied and I was almost out of breath." I laughed at that last comment. He went on, she told me to come up.