I could hear several of the tech guys moan in appreciation as my 38DD's slipped into view.Ginger kissed and lapped at them for a bit, me caressing her... lush golden hair. It was her first time devouring another woman's breasts, and I could tell she was enjoying her self. She was doing quite well, too: my tits were so sensitive, she almost brougth me to an orgasm."Oh Rachel," she murmured. "You are so sexy."I pulled her up and we again french-kissed, this time rubbing our mounds of titflesh. My eyes closed. Focus on the guy from the dream; I repeatedly told myself to do so. I began replaying the dream in my mind. My middle finger slipped into me as I envisioned crawling onto the bed. The best thing about hindsight is that even the insignificant parts are so exciting because you already know what’s about to happen. Focus only on the guy from the dream. I had to finish before I reached the end. I knew that would be impossible but I didn’t want to think about it. Stroking my hand. Slowly she bent a bit and slid her pants down she was now only in her dark blue padded bra and matching panty.I was hard already, a seductive strip show was live in front of me. She unclipped her bra still facing back to me, and removed her bra slowly and threw over me. Her side boobs were looking so sexy and tempting.And now taking those panties off she was stark naked in front of me i jumped off the bed and hugged her tightly and started kissing like hell. She stopped me and asked me to strip. He remarked, “You have a very nice place.”She looked around the apartment and said, “Well, I don’t really spend enough time here to decorate it as I would really like. It’s comfortable enough.”Ed said, “Well, I didn’t really decorate my house. I inherited most of the furniture and just kept it. I guess the house doesn’t really say much about me.”The idea that someone could live in a house and not decorate it to suit their taste was totally foreign to Kelly. Wondering if it was a male trait or.