She started cryingME: i hugged her offered her water and again Please mujhey batao aap kyon pareshaan ho….. Kya Mom ne kuch keh diya ya Phir Bhai se...ladai hui haiSEEMA: i dont wanna talk on this issue, just need your help to divert my mind from all thisME: Bolo aap mujhse kya chaahti ho, lets sit and talkSEEMA: Do you have a cigarette, i knew she use to fag during her college life but that too was once in a year or twoME: yes i have but if you smoke here, it would be a mess because the smell. It was the kind of ass that a man would give anything to hold in his hands, to squeeze the firm cheeks and press his body against it. She was wearing a lacy white thong, the back of which disappeared between her butt cheeks. She padded over to the other side of the bathroom, where a full length mirror hung on the wall. As she examined her reflection, Eric saw her body from the front. His eyes were immediately drawn to her cleavage, which had been one of the first things Eric had noticed about. The bras were produced, they colour matched the throngs. Each bra had a deep cleavage it pushed her tits up. One other feature was the nipple. Wearing these bras Ange would always look as though her nipples were hard. If they were hard they would be inside the false natural colour nipples. The material the were made of was onc again an open lace. So under a transparent top the bra made it look as though Ange had erect nipples and the colour of her tits would show through.The blouses were all. “Better put her into bed buddy,”I told him as I slumped into a chair beside the bed.“Yea, she looks good enough to eat,” answered Roger not taking hiseyes of her. “Yea,” I replied like a zombie. (AdProvider = window.AdProvider || []).push({"serve": {}});“Can I touch her?” asked Roger.To this day I wonder why I answered the way I did, it was like thishappened every day. Sure, why not I answered. I watched as myfriend fondled her breasts until.