"That's it, old boy... Just keep growing like that, harder and harder... thicker and thicker... we'll show this young uppity bitch a thing or two!"Sud...denly, his rigid spear sprang from its hiding place between her fleshy mounds, and shot out like an arrow from his flabby, hair-covered loins. Still gripping it tightly in his right hand, he pulled back the sheath of flesh that covered the purple, throbbing head, and it poked free with a moist plopping sound. He squeezed the hard shaft of his. Pressing his hand against my crotch he whispered, I see you like it. I was so nervous. I asked him not to tell anyone. As Tom squeezed my nipple and pulled it, he said this will be our little secret. I could feel my dick press against his hand as it stiffened. Moving his hand up he said, let's get this out of the way. He unbuttoned my pajama top and opened it. I leaned forward as he pulled it off me. Pulling me back against him, Tom squeezed my nipples again. A moan escaped as I felt a sting.. And slowly rubbing my hands on boobs,,and she slowly started aking heavy breath…i was liitle bit scared that i would be trouble if any thing goes wrong…..but i then took her one boob in my hand and started pressing slowly….which made her breaths more stronger………….. i slowly pushed my hands in her top and started pressing her boobs very hard..i got restless and ask her to help in taking off her bra…she helped in taking boobs out of her bra inside he top…. i then started pressing her boobs. In effect I had spent the entire conference talking to him wearing only my black, lacy bra! This time it was my turn to laugh embarrassedly! However, I also realized that I was feeling something far stronger than my embarrassment. I heard myself telling him that this was very unfair – if he could see me without my shirt, surely I should see him in a similar state. He looked surprised, but quickly pulled his t-shirt over his head and threw it to one side. He had a tanned muscular chest, which I.