I slowly began licking her nipples. Her nipples were real big and dark. I was mad at her tits. I held them between my face and was squeezing them hard... I slowly started to bite her boobs. They formed red marks in her fair boobs. I bit her nipples as well and sucked them. I started to move down and lick her belly and navel region. She let out another moan “oh meri jaan, this is so fucking good” I again bit her in her belly. I licked her navel. Her flesh around her tummy was so good. I bit and. . but what happened to you? Get left out of the will?"(Lots of laughter.)R: "Big, small, you can't seem to get enough of them."L: "Sorry hon, your tits are perfect for my mouth and fingers."R: "Better be sorry. I'm sensitive about my size."L: "Oh don't be. They're great and look how good you look in a dress. Ya don't have the big boobies to contend with. Dress size isn't important with your figure and small tits help a lot."R: "What're your fingers doing?"L: Two of 'em are stirring up some. " Jen visibly shook in disgust at the thought of "tasting" any boy, even one as seemingly perfect as Tim Murphy."So, what have you heard about him? Is he a transfer student or something?" No. Get this! Apparently, he has been living here his whole life, and no one ever noticed him before." No way! Jen, I have to call bull on that!" This same conversation was being repeated, many times that evening, between the girls of Roosevelt. Phone calls, tweets, instant messages and plain old one-on-one. (Smiles) So, what do you do, Myrah!?”Her – (smiles back at my comment) I am a fashion designer. And you, mister?Me – Just an employee at an MNC.Her – Wanna hit the floor? It’s Friday night! I’ll make you meet my friends as well!Me – Sure!We went on to the floor and she introduced me to her friends and we started getting the hang of our drinks and we were just dancing like anything. She put her hands around my neck and I put mine on her waist and we were dancing and dancing.Until this very.