I slowly started to cares her hair and lifted her face and kissed on her lips n started pressing her boobs.she started to moan and said(pathukke)…sl...owly .and I removed her gown and saw her red bra and white panty.I slow made her lie down and started kissing on her tummy area(girls I like to play on the tummy area especially on belly button) and I moved up towards her boobs and started sucking her boobs on top of her red bra.she started to twist her head and pressed my head more on her boobs and. They managed to work up a couple of k**s and are absolutely head over heels in love. Connie isn't pretty or beautiful... but she does hold down every position in the category of cute. Dusty blonde hair... a smattering of freckles... the very definition of “perky breasts”... probably no more than 120 pounds.I've never quite held to the notion that a guy and gal can truly have a platonic relationship but for the three of us growing up we came about as close as you can to that. Between all the. I tried to curl away from the blows but they kept coming hitting my back, arms and ass harder and harder now leaving streaks of hot pain behind. Finally I gasped out, ?Stop, stop I’ll do what you want.? ?Strip,? came the same command that had preceded the whipping I had just received. Shaking I got to my feet, slowly I removed my blouse wincing as the movement pulled at the now tender stripes where the belts had struck. I held the cloth in front of me instinctively using. That I was calling Susan’s name! Can you imagine if instead I had been calling ‘Debra, Debra, I love you,’ then Susan would have learned all about our ongoing affair!’ Debra’s mouth actually dropped open, and for one brief instant the look of absolute stunned disbelief on her face was worth all the additional torture they would probably inflect on me once I started physical therapy again. The other nurse burst out laughing like a hyena. At least until a now recovered Debra cast a baleful look.