Then abruptly I becamenot only thinking it, I became whispering it, saying it aloud: “More, Kaylee. more.

Then abruptly I becamenot only thinking it, I became whispering it, saying it aloud: “More, Kaylee. more.

“Look she commanded at me, Lauren. “Females like to have a look at one another. There isn’t any shame in admitting it. Tonight you’re able to look all you have to. Touch all that’s necessary, too.” She brought my arms to her breasts. They certainly were hot and pillowy, wonderful to the touch. We’d usually wondered, not being particularly well-endowed, why guys made this kind of big deal out of big breasts. (more…)

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