That, I reflected to myself, was the very definition of pressure. I knew that I'd be only stripping down to a thong. Strangely, that still didn't ove...rly help. I also knew that Rachel had one final dare after I'd stripped to the thong. It was optional she'd said, although the way she said it, I had to wonder at just how optional it would turn out to be. Not to mention, just how daring would she challenge me to be? As I looked at Rachel, I realised my problem. The problem wasn't that I was. I need to find out what the fuck is going on out there; and she is my best chance of doing that.”Danette knew that Lunn had overruled her; the only consolation was the fact that she didn’t expect Andena to survive the mission. Those fields were a mystery to everybody. No-one seemed to have a clue as to what was happening behind that thick gorse. Even flying drones over the field hadn’t revealed anything. The only thing that was clear was that anyone who got too close never returned. The. “How’s that feel? Does it feel nice?” I said while my hands remained where they were. She looked at herself and my hands on her tits and she nodded, openly as she smiled. I was happy she smiled. As she looked at the image of us together in the mirror and my hands still cupping or better yet holding her boobs, I flippantly squeezed that soft and desirous nature of them. And out of nowhere I made a sound I never expected. I cooed and said “Mmmmmm, I like how these feel.” And then I closed my. ” I obeyed, sat on a large chair, easy chair; she said: “Are you sure this is what you want, Marcos?” I replied: “Oh, are you serious, mean...this true, or are you pulling me by the leg, Aunt Miller?” A lifetime longing for this.” She replied, moving closer to me: “Ummmm, wanna find out? Please, kiss me. Wanna fuck. I’m ready now, please, kiss me.” It all started here: kissing passionately, I touched both her breasts and asscheeks. My dream ever!! I grabbed her buttocks even more keenly, while.