1. Christmas Wish for s****r


    Date: 8/21/2017, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster 

    ... and down from her shoulder to just below her ear. After a few times, her head slowly tilted away, stretching her skin where he touched it. &#034So at what point do you get to start honking the boobs?&#034 He asked. She snorted a laugh. &#034I recommend you hold off on 'honking' indefinitely. The breasts are kind of the first point of no return; letting a guy touch those means the relationship is something different. You have to approach those more carefully.&#034 &#034Really? Seems to me like you should just jump right out and grab ‘em.&#034 Kyle did exactly that, bringing one arm over her shoulder and down the front and the other under her near arm, palming both of his s****r's breasts and squeezing just enough to make it clear. Head still tilted, she snorted and rolled her eyes at his joke. When Millie had kissed her b*****r under the mistletoe, she'd expected him to jump away in alarm. Instead, he'd simply stayed where he was and let her do, and, thrown off, she'd actually held the kiss. Even with the unexpected development, she'd found that it somehow didn't seem wrong. Kyle expected a similar reaction from her when he grabbed her boobs, but she likewise simply stayed still, and his hands lingered, not letting go immediately, as if suddenly unsure what to do with them. &#034I suppose it's not without its charm. But she'd have to already really like you,&#034 Millie said. &#034But you can't just 'honk' them, you at least have to move your hands around.&#034 &#034Ah,&#034 ...
    ... Kyle said, and he ran his fingers in a rapid tickle motion across the front of both. Millie again didn't react, changing the channel two more times. His tickling pace slowed gradually, until he was in fact running his fingers in secession along the bottom of each breast. The feel of the room seemed to change. It got quieter, the ticking clock on the wall and low chatter of the television became more acute, the whole room seeming somehow darker and smaller than before. His touch became delicate and slow, barely caressing around the curve of her breasts, pressure just noticeable through her bra. He'd trace from inside to the out, fingers coming gingerly off the contact on the outside, followed by a pause before she'd feel them again on the inside. Each time she waited, almost sure they wouldn't touch again, not quite sure that they had until they'd started to move. They both stared blankly at the television, though neither could have said what was on. Millie put her hand on Kyle's thigh and pushed off, slowly standing. She synchronized her rise with the stroke of his hands, so that they simply slid off her sides as she moved from him. Without looking back, she said, &#034I'll be back in a minute.&#034 She did return a little over a minute later in her pajamas, long flannel pants and a thing cotton shirt, clearly with no bra. She found that he hadn't moved an inch, or even touched the remote, and she carefully returned to the exact place she'd been, sitting to his side and half ...
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