Starting at the side of your neck I blow softly carefull not to touch you with my lips down up your shoulders your arms down again the side of your bo...dy to your waist across over your mound up over your navel up over your Brest around it over your nipples you raise your hips slightly as your covered in goosebumps ooooh hum mm you release from your lips across to the other Brest as I reach the nipple you shiver again down back over your navel your soft now slightly wet mound again trying to lift. ”“I’m just sorry that anyone has to go through what you are going through.”She looked at me pointedly. “What do you mean by that?”“Just that I’m sorry that you have been treated that way, that’s all.”She took offense to that, but I don’t know why. “What do you mean? This is a pity call, isn’t it? My mother did get you to come here, didn’t she? You’re going to come in and make everything better, right? I don’t need your pity. I don’t need anyone’s pity. I’ll have you know that I am perfectly. “Hmm,” she said, adding her blouse to the arrangement. “Now sit down.”I walked carefully back to the couch, so as not to drop my cargo and sat back down with her clothes d****d over my tent-pole erection.“How do you like my tits?” She asked, cupping their impressive volume in her hands.“They’re beautiful,” I admired. And they were. Her breasts had the voluminous softness of Uschi Digard’s, with big rosy nipples to match.“Use my bra to jerk off while you look at them.”Admittedly perplexed by the. The warm air rising from a sidewalk grate. But for her sturdy shoes, it would have included the gritty feel of concrete on the soles of her feet."I never realized how much clothes insulate us from the world around us," she thought. "Being naked, I'm so much more aware of my surroundings. It's like my somatic radar has been uncovered and I can perceive things now that I couldn't before."As she walked on toward her apartment, she became more involved with the potential for sensations that she.