1. CARNAL SUMMER


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    wet than it when dry, but oh, my god! Like I said, Jane was well endowed, but in keeping with the customs of the day, she never displayed cleavage. Now cleavage was all I saw, deep cleavage, cock stiffening cleavage. &#034What are you looking at?&#034 she asked accusingly. I looked up from her big tits mortified that I had been busted. Most likely I was ashen. She laughed and said, &#034It's okay if you stare at my boobs. All guys stare at my boobs.&#034 Then she proceeded to splash water just below her neck, the rivulets running down her skin to be diverted by the upper swell of her billowing breasts and then disappearing between her cleavage. It was obvious to me that she was enjoying this little game as much as I was, so my eyes returned to where we both wanted them. After a few minutes of this, Jane tells me, &#034Stand up, Kyle.&#034 I looked up from her bra-clad boobs. &#034Stand up,&#034 she repeated. So I stood. I wasn't until I was towering over her that I realized that my cock was tenting out my wet boxer shorts in a most obscene way. Quickly I squatted to minimize the display. &#034Stand up, silly!&#034 she demanded while drizzling more water onto her neck. I stood, my face bright red with embarrassment as my cock stood out at a 45 degree angle from the horizontal. Good god! She was looking right at it! For several long agonizing moments she stared at my covered stiffie while I tried unsuccessfully to will it down. She leaned back on her arms and looked up into ...
    my burning face. &#034Let's make a deal,&#034 she began. &#034I'll tell you something you want to know if you tell me something that I want to know. Deal?&#034 I nodded stupidly. &#034I bet you want to know how big my tits are.&#034 She called them tits, not me. &#034My bra size,&#034 she continued with a grin, &#034 is 38 D. Do you know what 38 D stands for?&#034 I knew, but maybe I didn't really know, so I shook my head. &#034I'm 38 inches around the bust line,&#034 she said circling her hands about her chest as if she were measuring it. &#034The 'D' is the cup size,&#034 she added placing her hands under her tits for emphasis. &#034A 'D cup' is larger than a 'B cup',&#034 she explained. Okay, I knew that, but her explanation was... a little more graphic than the idle talk of naive boys with cracking voices. She paused for a moment lifting her tits ever so slightly. &#034I told you something you wanted to know,&#034 she continued. &#034Now you have to tell me something I want to know.&#034 There was a long pause while I was trying to look down her bra. &#034Aren't you going to tell me?&#034 For some reason I was distracted and hadn't heard her question. &#034Tell you what?&#034 Pointing to make it clear what she was asking about she asked, &#034How big is it?&#034 I was stunned that she would ask me something like that! It, like my hands and feet and rest of me, was bigger than my contemporaries at school, a fact well established in the showers of the school gym. How big? ...
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