Having known each other for a long time, these two knew each other intimately and were both pretty hyper girls, to say the least. The petite girl was ...rithing around on top of the other, in a humorous fashion that only she could have executed, without fear of a sharp telling off. As she moved, they both giggled, clearly having a laugh as they looked forward to returning home after a long day. I couldn’t help but notice a slight slip every so often, granting me a brief view of a pair of. In one of themwe were in a large department store, with me trying on a variety of femalebodies and Neera criticising all of them on patently silly grounds, like"No, no, no... It's got a mole on the right buttock... That won't do...Excuse me, would you have one in this size and colour but with a left handmole? No? Well, get out of that Nick and try... Let's see... How aboutthis one?"This dream played itself in several variants through the night untilfinally the dream Neera said "That will. We was driving home and mum looked at me, “do you know darling, I am going to make love to you all weekend” she said softly, I looked at her, she did look so sexy how could anyone resist her lovely looks and her sexy charm, “mum, I hope so because today when I saw you in that meeting it gave me such a hard on I could have made love to you there and then, she laughed, “now would that make the lounges waggle” “sure would” I laughed with her, she looked at me again, “I am so excited” she said. . I can't tell you." She sniffed and turned away, obviously embarrassed.I kissed her and slid my other hand up to cup her small breast, teasing her hard nipple with my thumb while she continued to hold my swelling pike, squeezing and releasing."What's that noise?" she asked after she had kissed me several times.I listened and smiled and kissed her again, tweaking her tiny nipple between thumb and forefinger while her cunny squeezed my probing finger."That's your dear aunt and George or perhaps.