Each of them had come to the lunchroom with at least three shopping bags and now they opened them to compare what they had bought. Shirts, jeans, blou...es and a pair of sneakers for Jasmine. Nothing special, but it made for a nice and superficial conversation.After lunch, on their way to the Tube, the women went into one more shop. It was a small boutique that sold Italian shoes. It was Jasmine who had noticed the shop first, but once they were inside it was Kate who fell in love with a. I looked at him in the eyes and he kept his look on me. I suddenly bent over my waist, as if I was looking for something in the lower shelves and I made sure that he could get a nice sight of my bare mound from behind.I stood straight again and looked at the black guy. And he was smiling…I moved closer, swaying my hips sexily on every step. He finally walked over me; but he did not say a word. I reached out and rubbed his broad chest with my fingertips. He smiled. I then walked away from him. It wasn't the student's fault. It wasn't the teacher's fault, although he had felt responsible for them, as they were in his classroom. There was a fault in the high tension power supply unit that they were using, and when they turned it up to maximum power, electricity arced from the supply to the closest things it could find, these happened to be the students' heads.If they believed in miracles, the doctors would have described the pair's survival as miraculous. The implants took the brunt of. ' She smiles to herself in her full length mirror.So, Jessica strips down to her bra and panties and admires her curvy body in the mirror. She massages her breasts through her bra, gliding her fingertips across her pale milky flesh.She reaches behind her and unclasps her bra and lets it fall to the floor. Her full tits jiggle and bounce as they are set free. She slides both hands across her breasts and kneads them in her hands. Then she takes her right nipple between her fingers and tugs and.