She also told me about her fights with her bf many times, as her bf often takes money from her, I use to tell her that if I had a beautiful gf like yo... to bang I would never fight with you, She understood my intentions and these types of conversations happened for a year or so, slowly slowly I got naughtier and use to tell her, I would love to make love to the hottest girl like you, your bf is chutia not to respect such a babe. She was very happy with my words and she also started responding. She refused. Then I remembered that on the back seat of the car was some groceries my mom bought for the house.I took out the jar of Nutella out of it, opened it and smeared it some on my cock. She then took it into her mouth.Uhhhh fuck!! The best feeling ever.After the bj I pulled down her jeans and touched her black panties which had become wet by now. She then pulled down her panties. She had recently shaved and the pussy was clean and wet.I touched her down there and rolled my thumb and she. I then turned her side ways and went behind her, I kissed the back of her neck and moved up and down her spine with wet kissed and I could hear her moan “deevv, it feels so good.” she took one of my hands and placed it on her boobs,I squeezed it and started to pinch her nipple slowly with my finger while licking and kissing her back . I could feel her rubbing her thighs and I knew she was all wet. After sometime I felt her hand on my hand and she held it tight.. her body stiffened and she. Since they had startedincreasing in size they had actually become a little more pert, which Ifound bizarre. Melissa gasped when she saw them. "Oh my God Michael,how do you live with them?" she said sympathetically. "Melissa, call meJanice!" I hissed at her. "You need to stop calling me Michael, andwhat choice do I have but to live with them?" I said, as my hands heldthem, trying to take some of the weight off my chest. About an hourlater we left the store, armed with bags full of bras in.