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Exciteure out what parts of her body s uneven inI want her to feel like she’s co home too

“Is there anywhere I can’t touch?” I ask This is so new tobut I want it so badly I know I can’t stand when other people randoh She can touchme

She huffs out a laugh and even that gust of air sends shivers down o ahead” Herfunny

I push the flannel off her shoulders Her heavy breasts bounce lightly under the thin cotton of her shirt Her nipples are already hard I slide my hands down the front of her chest until I reach those hard nubs I rub theht touch

“Are you sensitive here?” I ask I try and read her face but I’ people

“A little”

“Does this hurt?” I roll one between ive it a small pinch

“N-no,” she chokes out My sex clenches at the rasp in her voice Did I do that to her? It spurs me on

I grin So she is sensitive I apply a little ue along ht tip in ain, silently begging for her approval

She nods It’s a race to see who can get her shirt off first The T-shirt flies over her head and we both send it sailing across the roo and exposed

I eat her up within the upward slope of her honeyed skin and the dusky circle that frames her puckered nipples She’s full of beautiful curves and sexy shadows I draw a finger in the valley between her two ripe breasts and watch as her skin prickles in response

“You’re so beautiful,” I whisper in a from my life Her

“Not like you,” Star protests

“Not like et anything done I’d just be playing with them all the time” It’s part joke and part true I curl my palms around the underside of her breasts and push theht and warmth in my hands

“Who says I don’t?” Star retorts, but she’s blushing, her golden skin turning rosy I see that saht when she was standing in my doorway

“You should They’re spectacular” Big, but pert, lush on the top and the bottolobes on top of a sexy cake “I bet they look a in a lace bra A demi-cup Maybe a polka-dotted one I like polka-dots,” I tell Star with a grin Suddenly s I wonder if this is what she felt when I sent all those pictures If she felt like I did right now then I understand why she showed up

“Polka-dots forever,” she says, giving me a thumbs-up

It’s funny, I think, because I never i about bras and favorite patterns but here I a and she’d be interested in talking about it No judg me that I’m silly or frivolous That she actually listens to what I’ I want to tell her my truth She showed me she’s a little unsure about this I want to show her I aet a look underneath the pretty everyone is always callingshe doesn’t find pretty anymore

“I’m not ambitious,” I blurt out “I’m kind of lazy, not super ss pretty” It’s the truth I do things because they are what I’ to do thes excite me Until Star As corny as it sounds, she’s been the star in my life since I spotted her

“So?”

“Sois that okay with you?” I sit back on my haunches and bite the corner of my lip Someone like her could have someone who is soI’soood at giving support and telling people they’re doing awesome, but I don’t do stuff myself”

Star struggles to a seated position, her boobs bouncing slightly My eyes fall to them, unable to help myself She’s so perfect