Me kai bar uske ghar pe gaya tha uske ladke. K sath khelne.Tab vo jan muj kar dupata nai rkhti thi aur jhukti thi.. Tab mene uska cleavage pehli bar d...kha tha esa akshar hota tha, aunty mujd kai bar dekh liya tha lekin kuch kehti nai thi.. Me aunty k bra panty roof par voh jab kapde sukhake aa jati thi to chura k le leta tha aur muth marta thaa.. Ek bar mere ghar pe meri family bahar gai thi. To aunty mummy ki saheli thi isliye usne bola tha ki me uske ghar pe khana khane jau. Uncle salesman. Of course sticking with the padded bra and modest panties. While I waited I noticed the girl in front was a different receptionist. Gone was the pleasant older lady and in her place was a pretty young blonde. I bit my lip wondering for just a bit what she might have on under her dress. Then she told me the Doctor was ready for me and off I went. ‘Have a seat there Ashley,’ Jane told me, as she pointed to a wooden arm chair in the center of her office. I wondered where the plush comfy chair. Peter and I met quite by accident. There was no big party or friends that set us up. It was just two people who saw each other often on campus. Somehow our schedules just aligned where if I were studying in the library I would see him or if I was in line for coffee he was also there. It was just these random but frequent sightings. It was mid-year freshman year that he finally had the nerve to approach me and start a conversation. It was love at first sight for both of us. We shared our past. Then i just went to the toilet and I was totally shocked when I saw her in the changing room, the next building. The curtain was just opened right for me to see her. Then i watched her through the window. Then i saw her getting her T-shirt off and now, She was wearing just a black bra and skirt and then one of her friends comes and to my surprise, she grabs her breasts and rubs them almost violently. I wanted her to object for some reason but instead, she pulls her friend’s skirt down and rubs.