Chapter 1: the Beginning of Our Perverted Journey

We will start from the beginning (two years ago), and come to that fuck later on.

My girlfriend, Joselyn, is objectively gorgeous. Standing 5 feet 5 inches, with long, dark hair that is naturally curly. Her body is gorgeous due to her exercising, playing sports, and martial arts, with pert, round breasts that are perfect handfuls. Her ass and hips are lovely and shapely. Her face is gorgeous, with luscious lips and golden-brown eyes that beam out love and desire when we make love.

She is smart, fun, and funny. We share almost every one of the other’s interests and hobbies, and when we don’t, we support each other.

She is perfect, and her sexy energy grows more alluring every day.

Joselyn was only eighteen when we met, and by the time she was twenty, we were married. Contrary to how many folks around us thought, getting married so young was great. We both went into marriage with the firm conviction that there was no escape from it. That meant we had to work hard to set aside our selfish crap and live for each other.

Being so young and inexperienced brought with it several challenges, but also brought with it several advantages. We had very little baggage to bring into our relationship, so we had the wonderful opportunity to grow and mature together instead of building separate lives and trying to merge them.

Part of the joy of growing together was doing so in our sex life. Having next to no experience before being married, we got to explore and expand our bedroom activities gradually over time without the ghosts of the past interfering. In short, we could trust each other intimately.

Then two years ago, Joz was 24, and I was 28. We lived in a rented apartment. It wasn’t the best place in the best neighborhood, but it was a step along the road to save money to buy our own place.

But then things got turned upside down, God threw a curveball, just when we felt we were on track. Her parents died in a car crash, leaving Joz and her sister Isabella, or just Bell, who was only eleven years old when it happened, and it had a huge impact on our lives.

Of course, we were all sad and upset about their death, but as that wasn’t enough, Bell moved in with us. Her moving in meant a lot of changes, for example, our sex life ... We had been fucking like rabbits ever since day one, and Joz often walked around the apartment naked, we often fucked in the kitchen, in the living room, on the balcony, well, everywhere, but that drastically changed.
I even had to close and lock the bathroom door when I showered or took a dump.

During the next two years, a lot of things changed, our sex life went from 10 to ... maybe 2...
We rarely had sex, and at one point, I actually contemplated cheating on her. But I didn’t.
The other thing that changed was Bell. She had developed into a quite gorgeous little creature.
She was about 5’4” with long blonde hair, pale skin and freckles, with a round face and bright, emerald green eyes, and she looked fantastic in her tight-fitting yoga pants. She really had, well, still has the most beautiful blue eyes I’ve ever seen, and I could just feel myself drawn to them.
She had full lips that set off her heart-shaped face, and when she wasn’t looking in my direction, I usually checked out her nice rack, which I would estimate to be 34 B size. But it was her ass in her tight-fitting yoga pants that really caught my eye and I simply couldn’t help myself from getting horny when she prances around the house in those tight sexy pants.

A tease. Let me give you an example so you know.

She could be wearing skin-tight yoga pants and a sports bra. Her tight-fitting, all-black yoga pants had netted see-through material spiraling around the legs, and a solid, black sports bra.
The too-small sports bra seemed to barely contain her breasts; her cleavage was very prominent. Her young, and very athletic legs looked fantastic in the yoga pants, and a slight gap between her legs allowed light to shine between her legs.

Anyway, as she walked around the house on her way to the pool area for some yoga stretches, my eyes were glued to her butt. Her asscheeks were extremely smooth, big, fit ass cheeks begging to be loved.
She was only 18 ... And ... I was 28...

It was, sometimes, so bad that I even snuck into her room, and went through her underwear drawer and played with her bras and panties...
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One night, Joz and I had already retired to our bedroom. Usually, we spend some time reading to relax before falling asleep. This night, I was looking at the lovely brown curls framing her gorgeous face, so I sidled up and started to nuzzle on her neck.

“Mmm,” Joz purred, and turned to me as we softly kissed, gently caressing each other’s bodies.
It was one of those lazy, slow build-up situations where we felt like taking our time with foreplay before we got down to business.

Running my hand from her perfect breasts down to her firm shapely ass, I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed.

“Oh? You like that?” she asked.

Giving her a playful slap on the ass I said, “You know I do.” Kissing her tenderly, we sighed and smiled lovingly at one another. “So?” I began. “What do you think about trying something new tonight?”

“Hmmm, like what?” she replied receptively.

Thinking to myself, I said, “Oh, I don’t know, what are your fantasies? Is there anything that comes to mind?”

Joz shrugged and demurred from volunteering any suggestions. “I can’t think of anything, hon,” she said, putting on a silly bimbo face.

I took my hands and dove for her ticklish spots, ‘punishing’ her for playing dumb. She writhed as uncontrollable laughter overtook her delectable physique. I was delighted as she flirtatiously giggled at my finger’s ministrations.

“Don’t make me punish you for playing stupid,” I said with mock anger.

Joz put on a false ‘contrite’ face and nodded obediently. “What ideas do you have?” she asked.

I had been hoping she might volunteer something, like us fucking her sister, but I couldn’t really suggest that, could I?
I always loved to find ways to meet her desires, as I know she did mine. Without any suggestions from my wife, I thought of common bedroom kinks we hadn’t played with yet.

“Well, let’s see, what about I tie you up, or you restrain me?” I offered.

Joz scrunched up her face and shook her head at that.

“We could blindfold one or both of us,” I ventured.

Joz pouted, “Ugh ... it all sounds like work.”

Laughing with her, I submitted, “What about a bit of role playing?”

At that, she perked up, running her hands over my chest.

“So we would pretend to be other people?”

Thrilled that she bit on one of my suggestions. “Yeah, whatever scenario you like.”

Joz rolled her leg on top of mine as we lay side by side. Up until now, we had been lightly touching each other as we spoke. Her leg slid down the length of mine as she warmed up to the idea of taking on a stranger’s role in our bed.

“So, what sort of scenario do we play in?” she asked, “Who am I, who are you, where are we?”

My sexy wife’s eagerness to fantasize found me a bit off my footing as I floundered to come up with a scene to play in. The myriads of usual fantasy scenes ran through my brain as I struggled to pick one to offer to my wife.

“How about you are a college student after hours at the library?” I suggested.

“Ooo, and you are a stern, older librarian,” Joz said, filling in the scene.

Smiling triumphantly, I said, “Yes, precisely.” I was thrilled that I found something that caught my bride’s interest.

Setting the scene, I told her, “You are a college girl working hard to complete a paper. Losing track of time, you find yourself alone in the library after it has closed.”

“What am I wearing?” she asked, her breath seemed to quicken as she bought into the scenario.

Painting the scene, I continued, “You are wearing a knee-length skirt and a ribbed white knit top which accentuates your supple breasts.” Stepping into my role, I said, “As I go about locking down the floors of the library, I come across you as you are studying at a desk in a forgotten corner of the library.”

“Yeah, I am so engrossed in researching my paper, I don’t notice you approaching.”
“Excuse me, Miss, the library is closed,” I said in character.

Joz put on a sexy, surprised look, “Oh my, I didn’t realize that time had passed so fast.” I said, noticing your tall, masculine body as I pleaded for more time to work on my paper.”

“As I talk to you, I take in your gorgeous physique bending over the stack of books in the study cubicle. So, I concede.

“I see you have a fair bit of work going on here. I have to check over the rest of the library, so why don’t you get your things together, and I will check on you when I am done.”

Joz bit her lip playfully as she got comfortable with the fantasy tableau. While we painted the scene, I continued to kiss and nuzzle her neck as my hands roamed over her body.

“What do you do while waiting for him to return?” I asked.
“Ooo, after seeing the sexy librarian, I can’t concentrate on my paper. My mind runs wild thinking about him taking me in his strong arms. We are all alone in this big library, anything could happen.
I try to study more but I can’t keep from running my fingers over my pussy as I feel my arousal growing.” Joselyn’s hand ran down to her pussy as she spoke, I could tell she was getting into her character’s mind.

I continued the narrative,
“Coming back to check on you after looking over the library, I can see you touching yourself before you know I have returned.”

Joselyn slipped her hand under her panties, and I could sense her breathing betraying her growing arousal. Going on, I said,
“I linger out of your sight, watching your passion build as you caress yourself with your eyes closed. Your seductive performance causes my manhood to engorge...”

Joz giggled, “Engorge?”

“OK, fair, my cock becomes hard and begs to be freed from the confines of my pants as my desire for your nubile body that overwrites all other concerns,” I said as I pulled back the sheets to show her how hard I had become.

Joz locked her eyes on my rigid tool and stripped off her clothes before lying back and continuing to rub her fingers along her excited labia.

“Thinking I am alone, I slip my hand into my panties and rub myself as my other hand gently squeezes my breast.”

I could see her excitement growing as a crimson flush began to spread across her face and neck. Moving the story forward, I said,
“I quietly move closer until I am right next to you. “ Excuse miss, do you need help?” I ask.”

“Startled, I turn to you, pulling my hand from my skirt. I can see the outline of your arousal in your pants and know that you witnessed me stimulating myself.
“What sort of help can you give? I asked, leaning back on the desk and running my hand seductively between my pert breasts.”

Looking into her eyes, I said,
“I have a good idea what you need,” I say as I step so close that we are almost touching.
Reaching out with my right hand, I grasp your hip, leaning into you.”

Joz escalated the scenario.
“I spread my legs as you move to me, and our lips meet.” Taking the hint, we kissed deeply.
Her breasts heaving with desire as we played out the fantasy. Finishing our kiss, Joz went on,

“I can feel the hardness of your cock brushing against my inner thigh. My hunger to be filled by it overpowers me. Reaching up, I run my hands up your firm, manly chest before I start undoing the buttons of your shirt.”

Matching her erotic energy, I said, “As you open my shirt, I pull yours over your head and deftly remove your bra. Taking a moment to admire the naked perfection of your exposed breasts, I move in and hold your naked chest to mine as we kiss again.”

Once again, we embraced, locking lips passionately as the heat of our desire grew in intensity.
My erection is so hard it is almost painful, the head of it shone purple as it neared the folds of my lovely wife’s womanhood.

“I can feel your need grow as I pick you up and gently place you on the desk,” I said, with my cock so close to her pussy that I could feel the heat radiating from it.

“I reach out and undo your pants, releasing what my body needs. “Please,” I plead as my lust begins to take over.”

We rested our foreheads upon each other’s as we are poised for carnal delight. The only thing holding us back is the narrative we must fulfill.

“Impatience takes me, and I take the sides of your panties and tear them away, exposing your hungry womanhood to my raging erection. Positioning my manhood at the wetness of your yearning opening, I look in your eyes for permission.” I said as I ran the head of my excited member along the moist folds of her labia.

“Yes, fuck me, yes!” she cried.

With a single stroke, I plunged fully into my wife’s luxurious depths. I was astonished at the state of her excitement, I had never felt her so wet. Her body immediately exploded in orgasmic ecstasy; her velvet tunnel contracted upon me with untamed power as she wrapped her limbs around me.
My own arousal was such that I could only attempt a few frantic thrusts before I came with astonishing force. My breath left my body as the intensity of my climax racked through me and into my bride.

Overtaken by the joint power of our orgasms, we basked in the glory of the aftermath as we remained entwined. Once the euphoria subsided, we laughed at ourselves as we lay sweating and satisfied upon the bed.

“So, role-playing is a good thing?” I asked.

“Well, it certainly did the trick,” Joselyn replied sleepily, looking radiant as her dark brown curls once again framed her gorgeous face.
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Then, the second life-changing event happened.

“Would you like another glass of wine?” I asked Joz as she stepped out on the porch to watch the stars.

Ahh, yes, I forgot to tell you that we had purchased a house and we weren’t living in the apartment any longer. Bell was in her room studying.

I didn’t know why she had overdressed just for some alone time by the back yard pool, but she had. She was wearing a lean figure, a tight pencil skirt that hugged her ass and thighs perfectly. It had a fairly generous slit from her knee upwards that displayed her toned thigh when she moved.

She had a balconette bra that pushed her breasts upwards into two beautiful mounds. Her long legs were almost covered in sheer stockings, held up by suspenders.

On top, she covered up with a bright white shirt, leaving a few buttons undone so her gorgeous cleavage could be seen, and a smart belt to enhance her tiny waist. The only thing missing was a pair of 4” spiked heel stilettos.

“Yes, please.” She answered and watched the bright stars.

I gave her the wine glass and snuck up behind her. She instantly dropped her right arm, wrapped her fingers around my cock, and started stroking it in my pants, as my hand slide down her back and onto her ass in the short open skirt. She tipped her head away and exposed her neck. I lightly kissed her warm skin, sensing her pulse and heat rising.

I put my wine glass away and palmed her breasts, as I feel that my cock grow exponentially.

We kissed for a minute, then she turned towards me, pulled her top off, and then unclasped her bra, revealing her bare breast. I took her nipple into my fingers, then into my mouth, suck it, and then her inhibitions were gone (fearing that her sister might be watching).

I reached down to feel that smooth mound and felt her extremely wet pussy. She moaned as I slid a finger in past her pussy lips and into her tight hole. She kissed me wildly, putting her arms around the back of my neck and grinding into my fingers.

“I guess you want to fuck,” I said. “Let’s go upstairs?”
“No. Here.”
“What about Bell?”
“I don’t care if she sees us, she’s a grown up woman now ... and I know you don’t care either, you dirty old man.”
“Honey ... we can’t...”
“I just want to fuck you right here, right now. I’m so ready for you, honey,” Joz moaned as I probed my fingers in and out of her drenched snatch.

“I’m so wet and ready for your big cock.” she groaned. “I want you inside me!”
“I guess I better do what my little baby says then, and give you a good deep fucking.”
“I want you to fuck me hard, Daddy!!” she claimed, as she slipped her tongue into my ear.

I turned her around to face the dark scenery again, lit up only by the bright stars.

I pushed her skirt up higher, and then more, revealing her suspenders, and then up until her knickers were exposed to me. My hand traced a path up the inside of her smooth thigh, almost to the top.

“Open your legs.”

Joz did as I instructed and felt her pussy open. I know she got turned on by being told what to do, and having little control over her actions, she liked it when I was domineering and powerful.

I stroked her inside thigh and then cupped her pussy.

“You’re a good girl,” I said, leaning over her.
“I shaved, Daddy ... I know you like that?” Joz moaned a yes, in response, as I started to flick and circle my fingers around her clit.

She gasped, as I continued to work her clit, and she felt her pussy become even wetter.

I moved my hands, slowly pushed a third finger inside her pussy and then began to fill her with my fingers, inserting a fourth and thrusting them inside her repeatedly. She groaned when I grabbed the back of her hair.

I removed my hands, and she heard the sound of my zipper moving down, and a very soft thud as my trousers and belt hit the floor.

I once again moved in behind her and gave her a sharp slap on her ass.

“Now I’m going to fuck you properly, little girl, and you are going to enjoy every fucking second of it.”
“Oh yes yes!” she moaned as I pushed my hard cock inside her. “Get it in me, I need it deep in me!”
“Just one thing, little girl, Daddy will tell you what you’re allowed to cum, do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,”

I rammed my cock inside her pussy, and pushed myself deep inside her, and she felt her pussy stretched as my cock took her fully.

I began to fuck her hard, thrusting myself up sharply and filling her and she felt waves of excitement as she gave in to me, knowing that her sister could very well watch us.
I pulled her hips even closer to take her deeply, and she moaned with pleasure. Both my hands were holding her hips tightly as I pounded her hard and loudly.

Joz looked over at me, and her beautiful, sexy brown eyes, pleaded with me to fuck her hard.
She was so hot, my cock was getting burnt from the heat in her pussy. She kissed me, her tongue going wild in my mouth.

“Yes, Daddy ... fuck me, Steve ... fuck your little baby hard!” she pleaded.

I could hear the loud squishing wet sounds coming from our fucking. I was pumping her hot pussy so fast, so hard, and I knew I wan’t gonna last long at all.

I slapped her ass hard again.

My fat cock pushed in and out of her wetness for what felt like forever, and she had to bring herself back from the brink several times to make sure she didn’t cum.

“Ok, baby, I’m ready, so you are allowed to cum now,” I barked, and increased my speed, faster and faster, I grabbed the back of her hair again, pulled her head back, and carried on fucking her hard.

“I’m cumming, cumming all over your big cock, Daddy!” she hissed, looking up at me. I felt a rush of heat wash over my cock, as she screamed out into the dark night. Bell surely must’ve heard that.

My balls were tight, and my cock was throbbing.

“God your cock is so fucking amazing, Cum deep inside me!!”

That was all I could take, and I gave a final deep thrust as I came. I looked down at her, and her eyes got wide as I pumped a huge load of my seed inside her pussy.

“That’s it, Daddy, fill my pussy with your cum. It’s so hot!” she moaned softly into my ear.

She was grinding into me to get out every drop, and I swear, her pussy held onto my cock so tight I couldn’t move if I wanted to. Then she pushed me backward, and my shrinking cock popped out of her tightness. I stood there amazed as my cum was running out of her pussy, but she just smiled up at me scooping it up with her fingers. She brought it to her mouth, licking those fingers clean.

“Mmmm tastes so good,” she said licking up more of the cream she fingered out of her pussy.

If Bell saw or not? I don’t know, I’d like to think she did...

Later that night, when we were in bed, I asked her why she was so dressed up for our nightcap.

“I feel that our sex has been ... well ... less than good these last months, and I wanted to spice it up a bit.”
“And calling me Daddy was a part of that as well?”
“Yes, I know you like young girls. I see you looking at Bell.
“Joz, stop it, she’s 18...”
“You fantasize about Bell, don’t you, baby? You want her, don’t you? You jerk off when you think of her, don’t you? Like this? Like this, like I’m jerking you off?” she said and started to jerk mt cock.

“Do you think of fucking my sister while you’re fucking me? Huh? Yeah, you do, don’t you. You like that, don’t you? You want to stick your tongue in my sister’s ass and her cunt, don’t you? Yeah, you do. Uh, huh. You want to fuck her, don’t you? Maybe in her ass?” Joz said, as she continued playing with my cock and balls. Ohh shit. Oh God.

“You know”, she said, “I have a lot of control over Bell ... so, if you want to fuck her...
“Joz ... stop...”
“She has a beautiful body, as I know you’ve noticed. I bet you want to watch me lean her over the back of the couch, pull her panties down, make her spread her legs so that you can see into her little brown pucker hole, as well as her pussy lips. Or, if I make her strip all her clothes off and stand with her legs spread apart and her hands held behind her head. Her breasts and her nipples stand straight out when she’s in this position.”
“I can’t believe you’re telling me these things.”
“Buuuut, honey ... I can feel the effect this is having on you. You are rock hard.”

My cock was actually jumping in her hand as I was getting incredibly turned on hearing all about her sister. She continued.

“Now don’t get me wrong. I love Bell, and I wouldn’t want to see harm come to her. After all, she’s my baby-sister, and after Mom died, it’s up to me now ... But something changed with her since she’s grown up to be a gorgeous young woman, and not a kid anymore. Maybe it’s because she started masturbating last year. I could hear her through her door. I don’t know. It turned me on, though.

I’ve seen you looking at her breasts. She has large nipples and areolae.
But, despite her age, she’s very naive about some things, and that’s where you come in. I want you to play with her. Teach her things, but have fun with her too. At least with you, as well as with me watching, I know she’ll be safe.

I can see how much you’re turned on by all of this. It’s time to give you some release, big boy.”

Joz threw off the covers and sat down on my rock hard cock, and 10 minutes later it was all over.

When I woke up the next morning, Joz was gone, and part of me felt like I was in heaven, the fuck, no, two fucks last night were the best we’d had in at least a year.
Part of me started to realize, or maybe fantasize about Bell. Why did Joz want to fuck outside, but the pool, when her sister could just walk to the kitchen at any given moment? Did she want her to see us fucking? My perverted mind was doing cartwheels.

We didn’t bring up the subject again, but after another month, things had changed, and I felt we were once again on the right track. The whole role-play thing had turned things around, and the tickling thought of fucking Bell was ... Mind-blowing.
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Bell.
I loved looking at her, especially when I caught glimpses of her underwear or bikini.
She was a senior in high school, but she still had to wear a school uniform, and sometimes she had a button or two open, so I was able to see inside and get a peek at one of her white bras and maybe even the curve of her breast inside the bra. If she wore her low-cut jeans, I could see the back of her panties when she bent forward, and if she had her school skirt on, sometimes I got a look at her panties from underneath if she bent way forward, like if she were foraging in the refrigerator. I actually caught the back of the reinforced crotch a couple of times and nearly dropped my coffee mug.

But the best was when she was wearing one of her short skirts, and I caught a glimpse of her walking up the stairs to her bedroom, and I could see underneath. I could see her thighs all the way up to her panties. Bell preferred white, but I occasionally saw pink or blue, and I never saw her wearing a thong. Anytime I got a good look, her sister got well fucked because I was so turned on.

Our bedroom was only about 10’ from Joz’s, and since my wife was pretty verbal and loud when we were having sex (after the two incidents), her sister had to hear everything we were doing, saying, moaning, or yelling. It was obvious to me that we were louder and naughtier than before. Our sex life had changed, and we were once again rabbits, playing out different scenarios. Joz, dressed up as a waitress, a maid, a nurse, a prostitute, a school girls ... Our sex life was elevated to a new level.

It turned me on knowing her 18-year-old sister could hear me fucking her sister (I actually fantasize about her while fucking my wife) but I wondered if it was doing the same for Joz.

I found myself looking at her in an “unfatherly” way and feeling “unfatherly” feelings for her now that Joz and I sort of were her parents, or at least grown-up role models. We sucked at it.

The truth was that I was very horny and my wife’s sister was the main source for that.

Ahhh, I forgot to tell you that as well. We got married last year.
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Going through her drawer and hamper was such a turn-on. My cock always got hard. It throbbed. This was a new experience. I’d put my hand in the drawer, felt her panties, I played with them, I felt the material, imagining them on her small body. Under her dress. On her ass, covering her pussy.
I imagined my hand inside them while she wore them. Touching her pussy.

At night, Joz played with my cock while I thought of her sister’s panties. Holding them against my face ... the lace ones were soft. The rayon was smooth. The white panties. The pink ones. The blue ones. A pair of red ones, sheer, didn’t hide any details. All the panties. I put one pair in my mouth. I sucked on the reinforced crotch, where Bell’s pussy would be. I extended the crotch with my tongue, as if my tongue was in her cunt, while Joz continued to fondle me, completely unaware of my perverted thoughts.

I touched them where her nipples would be and where her cunt would be. My wife’s sister’s cunt...

Sometimes, I took my pants off ... I was hard. This was my wife’s sister’s underwear. This was wrong, but I didn’t care. I stroked my cock and my balls with her panties.

I imagined her nipples. I went down on the panties, sucking at the crotch, pretending I was eating out my wife’s sister’s cunt. I wanted her. I couldn’t help it. I humped her panties on the bed.

“Oh my baby girl, Daddy is making love to you. Daddy has his cock inside you. Daddy is fucking his 18-year-old daughter. Aahhhgggg!! Uhh! Uhhhh!” My cock shot a load onto a pair of her white panties. My wife’s sister’s white lace panties.

“I’m disgusting,” I thought to myself. I straightened everything up, put her underwear back the way it was, and put the stained panties into the hamper. “That was fun,” I had to admit.
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The School dance incident.

Bell was standing in front of the full-length mirror, trying unsuccessfully to zip up her dress.

“My god,” I thought to myself. “She looks absolutely stunning in red.”
She was wearing a shiny, red satin designer dress that literally took my breath away. The dress accentuated her lovely shape, and the hem came to just above her knees. Her red high-heeled shoes were in the same matching fabric. Her blonde hair was stylishly up, revealing her slim white neck, which I don’t normally see. She wore a gold serpentine necklace with a matching bracelet. In her ears, she wore gold hoop earrings.

“Help me zip this, please,” she asked seductively.

The zipper was halfway up her smooth back before it jammed. I stood behind her and had to work with it a little to get it moving again. Her wonderful fragrance was heady to my senses. My one-eyed monster had a mind of its own as it got bigger. I finally released the jam but had to unzip it a little before zipping it up further. When I brought the zipper down, one of her boobs popped out of her dress just like Janet Jacksons did during a Super bowl performance. I stopped and swallowed hard, and stared into the mirror. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her taut, little pink nipple and her firm, round breast.

“Steeveee...”

Her blue eyes met mine in the mirror. She laughed and brushed her hand up to the front of her dress to cover her bare breast.