If the first touch of forbidden flesh is special, the first contact with her sex is mind altering. I gently – ever so gently – cup her sex, and she arches into my hand, her eyes closed, breathing heavy, lips apart but desiring of contact. Xxnx It may have been breathing; sleep breathing is slower. Distracted by the kiss, I realise she has offered her entire chest to me. I gently – ever so gently – cup her sex, and she arches into my hand, her eyes closed, breathing heavy, lips apart but desiring of contact. It would be all too easy to look past her business contribution, and as much as I tried, it was impossible. I love breasts. Sweet, lovely lips, full and perpetually curled in a smile than melted my heart.
