Mein ab aapke pure face par kiss kar raha hu. Ummm. Aur ab aapki neck pe. Ahh. Halkese thoda bite kar raha hu. Umm. Kya sweet ho tum. Ab meine tumhare...saree ka pallu nikal diya hain. Ahh. Kya nazara hain. Tumhare boobs blouse se bahar nikalne ko tadap raha hain. Ab mein tumhare blouse ke upar kiss kar raha hu.Mera ek haath tumhare boobs ko ragad raha hain. Umm. Kya soft hain. Aur ab meine tumhara blouse faad diya. Ahhh. Tumhare boobs kitne sexy hain. Ek pyaase bacche ki tarah mein unpe tooth. "I said nothing, and when we got home, she dragged me into her bedroom,then reached into a bag I had not seen earlier, and pulled them out.It looked to me like she was holding a real breast in her hand, and asI reached out and took it from her, I could tell that it felt exactlylike a real breast should feel! The color looked pretty close to myskin color, the back was slightly concave, and the nipple looked asreal as it should have."You know what? I already know that you like being a girl more. A long day of classes and no real interest in attending a party are irrelevant in the face of Halloween. Everybody is going out tonight – no excuses. It’s not hard to improvise a costume. It’s no something that will stand out next to elaborate zombie brides and slutty video game characters but sometimes you have to work with what you have. An old shirt that’s just a little too big, a jacket worn through at the elbows paired with a loose knee length skirt, leggings and high-tops. It looks like. "Honey, would you put these in your pocket for me?" You take my hand and press a soft pile into it. Confused, I look down at the fabric in my hands when I realize: it's your panties and bra. I look over at you and there is a cat-ate-the-canary smile on your pretty face that makes me melt. I dutifully stuff the underwear in my pocket, eying your shirt which is partially unbuttoned, and the unrestrained titflesh underneath. I glance around us, but we have the row to ourselves, and are a few rows.