She was feeling the shyness but he was encouraging her to do more. All of a sudden he hold her breasts in his hand, bend towards her breasts and start...kissing them, he was kissing one at a time while pinching other nipple. She was started moaning mmmmwwwahhh mm hhhh ssssshh.Andrew started licking and biting them hard. He was sucking them too hard that she can’t control the feeling and her hands was disheveling and pushing his head towards her breasts. Both were feeling that aroma of romance. It. That afternoon "we girls" went out towindow shop; to see and be seen. They had gone to a lot of trouble, now theywanted to show me off. It was a new experience for me, one I'll never forget.I had known these girls for years, we had done a lot of things together, butI had never been as one of them! I really felt self-confident passing as agirl. I instinctually acted and carried myself as a lady, to the raves of mycompanions. Like I had been born a girl...but I'd always been with girls soit. I grabbed one of his feet and began massaging it, the soft fabric of his socks feeling nice against my hands. He struggled a little, but it was clear that he was enjoying it a little, against his will. I even heard him let out a tiny, hastily stifled moan. I pulled off his socks and then noticed a problem I hadn’t foreseen: he was still wearing clothes, and I couldn’t get them off without untying him.The solution was there on his small desk, where a pair of scissors lay. I grabbed them and cut. We called her Meher. She had the vibrancy of youth and after marriage, had just learned what it was to enjoy sex. She was barely 19. In spite of all her problems, she always smiled. She was very charming and sexy. When she walked, her ass wiggled sexily. She had full buttocks which easily attracted attention of hungry male eyes. Her breasts stood out prominently. The chunny she wore highlighted her breasts rather than hide them. She did not have means to wear proper clothes. Her blouse was worn.