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Me: But just how smooth are they!Her: How much have you felt them to say that? You have not touched me yet.Me: I want to, I want to keep my hands and feel it all over.Her: How so, in a flight?Me: Come close, keep your right hand on the arm-rest.She kept her hand as I asked for. I lifted my t-shirt from the sleeve and rubbed my hand along her hand. I was stunned, I had a full-fledged boner!“Happy?” she asked.Me: Would you please lift them for a few seconds so I can see your armpit? I have been smelling you all this while. I want to see!!!She did not hesitate in lifting her right hand to adjust her hair. And since she was doing with only one hand, she took longer than normal time to have me ogle at her for a good 30-40 odd seconds.

 “Now happy?”, she asked again.Me: I am getting floored, I have not seen anything like this at such close distance. Wondering how amazing will it be to smell them from close, feel and touch..!She took a while to reply, and as she typed, my heart was. Her arm lifted up elegantly; in this light her soft olive skin contrasted greatly with the darkness around her. She faced away from me. I leaned in using the palms of my hands to slowly lower myself closer to the book shelf. Now she had her arms by her side, gently pushing in at the tops of her breasts. For a moment I imagined what it would feel like to run my lips across the top of her chest.I hadn't taken a breath yet. I opened my mouth wide so I could exhale deeply without making too much noise. Her arms pushed together a little more as she continued to study the book. I watched as the smoothness of her chest gave way to her swelling breast. The ring of her top moved mockingly with each incantation of her breath. One hand held the book open while the other hand glided up and down her neck. I could see her chest begin to turn flush. The arch of her breasts faded delicately into her shirt, between them, her shirt pulled tight. With each breath her shirt grew tighter, her breast.
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