But to get to the point, after a lot of pretending that it was just friendship between us, things soon became clear. After a night out with girls, we ...jumped in the bath together. I tried so hard not to stare at her perfectly pink nipples, and her sweet pussy. I kept trying to look around the bathroom, and take my attention to something else, but then I noticed her staring straight at my chest. I giggled, and said:“What are you looking at?” she stuttered.She didn’t know what to say, and instead. Sometimes the descriptions helped, but more often than not, the promises faltered. Instead of going through categories and categories, looking for a good story, what he did was look at only the ‘New’ ones. He filtered it further by ignoring the chain stories. Nothing against them, but he preferred to read a story a night, and a different one the next. Scrolling through them, reading their titles and their descriptions, he found one that peaked his interest. The title was catchy, but not corny. Then quickly I got my bro’s bike and went to that place where they r standing and when I reached there my bro asked me to get down and he climbed in the bike and asked me to get behind him and then asked his wife to seat behind me.I was so happy because its 15 km travel during this whole time her boobs will be in contact with me.When her boobs made contact with me I was in haven I thought that she will make some distance from my back from touching her boobs but to my surprise she stayed close. Tom carried the suitcases into the motel room, and Sam just plopped downon the bed, heedless that the slit on his skirt was wide open. He hadnot realized how tired he was.Tom hung up his tuxedo before joining Sam on the bed. He too was tired,particularly since he had just finished the one hour drive, but he didnot hurry in undressing Sam. He just went about it slowly, and withgreat tenderness, kissing every inch he exposed.They both collapsed in exhausted, but satisfied, slumber after a.