"You got something on your breast," the Shrimp said."Oh no," Betty said. "Where did that come from?"It was a smudge, the color of ash, just off her le...ft nipple, on the cleavage side. Betty licked the tip of her middle finger and rubbed until the spot was gone and her tit was once again as white as a daisy. Her nipple stood up in response, flushing to a deep pink, and the Shrimp's knees buckled. The boys to either side had to hold him up by his armpits."That's better," Betty said, holding her. Her ass ground against him as she tried to rise in vain. Her calves kicked up involuntarily as he finally got the first two inches inside. Her eyes opened wide, her jaw dropping. It was a beautiful sight. He shifted down onto his elbows, cupping her breasts in his hands. They were soft and warm, the nipples hard, the same colour as her lips. He could feel her contacting and relaxing, each time sinking further into her. She was very tight, and he was glad to have lubricated himself before trying. Burns, yes, I think I have seen your wife," the slimy bugger smiled at me, "I do believe it was Mrs. Burns I saw going up to the rooftop lounge with Monsieur Hamster, about half an hour ago. They were most likely going to take a walk around the upper terrace. One gets a very good view of our beautiful sunset from up there." Yeah, and you're half-way to the effing bedrooms, and no bugger's going to notice you getting into the lift from up there, either!" I almost added. But I just thought it. ..get a taxi and wait near the bank, I'll be there in 5". She said her goodbyes to everyone, including me and left.I spoke to my friend for a few minutes and he asked if I was staying out for the night, I said I had to leave because I had a busy day tomorrow. I said my goodbyes and left.As I jogged down the streets to the bank a lot of things were running through my head. Should I be doing this? Are we actually going to do it? Was it just talk?To be honest I thought it was just dirty talk and I.