Then I saw that there was action in theroom. They were picking me up and moving me somehow. They then sat medown again, there was a mirror in view. In... it I could see a large glassbottle with something in it. My vision was distorted, I thought I couldsee what looked like a big pink sausage, though there were some coloredthings too. It then came as a shock to me, that I realized the colors,were that of my bra and panties, and it was me, compressed into thatglass jug, that I was looking at.Then I. It was a dark and warm night. For a few minutes we laid there holding hands looking up at the clearly visible. Carmen was and still is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She had shoulder length dirty blond hair. She was quite short . Seventeen years old and only 4 feet 11 inches tall. She was well stacked for her height. Her cup size was 32C. Very nice to see on a girl with such a toned belly and a tight ass. She was the perfect specimen of the female body. Her creamy white skin. It was the baby that started our affair. My beautiful aunt, who was 22 years old at that time, used to breast-feed the baby. As a young boy of 17, I was attracted by her breasts, which were extremely big and shapely. At home, I realized that she used to cover her body fully when uncle was around but when he used to go for work she used to be careless of her sari covering her body and blouse in particular, I found my aunt did not wear any bra and her big breasts would jiggle nicely inside her. “Um ... well ... Jessie, I hope you don’t get too upset if I tell you that I’m ... that I’m not a virgin.”Bjorn paused as he looked deep into Jessie’s eyes looking for some sort of a clue as to what she was now thinking. He got quite a surprise, as did the others, when the girl quietly looked down at the floor and said in reply, “Pheeewww! That’s a bit of a relief because neither am I but don’t stop! Please carry on ... as I have my own confession to make when it’s my turn to take my clothes.