Suddenly, they swelled forward, becoming slightly larger than they were. “Fuck, I didn’t mean to do that,” I gasped. “What?” Queen didn’t ...eem to notice the change in her bust. “I made a wrong turn,” I lied.She frowned. “No, you’re good, this is my street.” “Oh.” My palms grew sweaty. That was a close one. Luckily, we had arrived at her house and I hadn’t given away my secret. She unbuckled her seatbelt which was crushing her perky tits and hopped out of the car. I wished I could fuck her so. "No, Alexander, we can't," I attempted to step around him, but found myself in the vise of his arm. He pulled me close, and I could smell him, sweet and musky all around me. I felt weak, and in no way able to resist him. His scent fogged my mind, and rendered me numb. "Aw Lise, don't be like that..." He murmured, deep and soft, against my hair. "That's not fair." I mumbled into his chest. I could feel the beating of his heart, slow and steady and strong. Unlike mine, which was. I put my hands either side of him and gazed down at his face, his eyes closed in pleasure. We moved slowly again together, his hips moving in time with mine as I rode him, my breasts dangling onto his chest as he played with the nipples. He was so deep inside me I felt as if we were at one. We fitted perfectly and our rhythm was faultless. I sat up and he gazed at me, the jokey atmosphere gone now as we realised how good this felt, how well we were with each other. I lifted and lowered myself. I should have made itsmaller. Oh well, next time. I reached around my back and untied my top.It felt good to be topless, with the warm water caressing my tits andnipples. I poured myself another glass of wine. I then removed mybottoms. I was naked and getting horny again. I lay back, spread my legsletting one of the jets hit my clit. That felt so different from using myfingers. Now I had both hands free to play with my tits. I squeezed themand shook them and then turned my attention to my big.