Yeah, boobs.Sam poked me.“Hey, I asked you a question.”“What do you want to know?”“Was she soft? Was she smooth?”“Of course she was.”T...his was a little weird. Why doesn’t she know what a bare breast feels like?“Did you feel her nipples? Were they hard?”“Sure they were. Don’t yours ever get hard?”Silence. I knew they did. I’d seen them.“Sometimes. Did you like feeling her up?”“Sam, what’s the deal? Why are you asking me this?”Sam had her eyes closed. She squirmed a little, and I saw her squeeze. I lift your and skirt and push my rock hard cock against you. My cock is oozing more precum with every heartbeat. Nestled in the crack of your ass I slide up and down with ease from my natural lube. I've remove your bra and from behind feel your perfect tits. I pinch your nipples noting how I had never noticed how big and gorgeous they are. I nibble and kiss your ears and neck. I reach down and push your skirt down to the floor. I lower myself slightly. My pulsing cock slides forward. Pour me a cup. Would you?” Shelby asked.May handed her the cup he’d just decanted from the fifty-cup pot before catching on. “Shelby, what are you doing here?”“Party dress, high heels, wet hair first thing in the morning, Max.” Shelby turned to add milk to her coffee. “You tell me what I’m doing here.”“It looks like you standard issue Saturday morning walk of shame, a post-mating ritual frequently performed by the promiscuous American female.” Max poured himself another cup of coffee, then one. He bit just hard enough to get her attention and let her know who was now in charge. He switched from nipple to nipple biting them softly but letting her feel some pain. Her large nipples swelled and took on a tender look. He then sucked one deep in his mouth as he twisted the other between two fingers. He bit onto the side of her tit leaving his teeth marks so she would know who was in charge in the days to come. With the nipples and tits sore he reached in the drawer and pulled out nipple.