Indian Girl's Arse - 39 (Part 2)

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That’s how we first met, actually—she joined the university fencing team with me during our second year of college after transferring from overseas. The guys and the girls competed separately but trained together, and I’m happy to say that I fell in love the very first time Sonya jabbed her foil into my breastbone. She beat me without giving up a single point, then tore off her mask and shook out her long, wavy hair.“You’re really good,” she said, further charming me with her adorable Australian accent.I was still trying to figure out how I’d been so thoroughly bested by an opponent six inches shorter than me. “I know I’m good. You’re just much, much better.”Sonya scrunched up her face into a guilty smile.“I’m Michael,” I said, extending my hand. But instead of accepting the handshake, Sonya raised her blade, taunting me:“You wanna try again? Who knows, you might get lucky.”I DID get lucky. Not in the next match, mind you (she kicked my ass again, just as thoroughly as she had. "How do you mean ma'am?"Mrs. Jackson looked at me funny. She hesitated, and then continued."Oh, I don't know Mimi. Debbie and her husband, Lee, were both verymuch the classic small town kids. Neither of them ever dated anyoneelse. After they married and he ended up getting a job out herefollowing law school, I worried how Debbie would make out. We didn'thear from her often. And now, we show up unexpectedly and find outLee has run off with his secretary. To tell you the truth, I didn'tthink Lee had that in him. To me, he always seemed rather shy andunconfident where women were concerned. And I was certain that he wasdevoted to Debbie. Frankly, I'm shocked to hear that he'd do anythingto hurt her. But I guess it just goes to show - you never know. Ijust hope she gets over it soon. I hate seeing her seem so, well,unlike herself."I stood there, listening pensively to Mrs. Jackson, intrigued tohear her insights into Debbie and me. She really knew us. Shedefinitely knew me anyway."Mimi?".
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If she was not going to wake up at this point, I thought, then she would never wake up, no matter what I did. Her blouse was white and silky and it was now quite clear that she had a fairly large bust. I poked again. It was soft and squishy and it made my knees weak to think about how bad I was being.I unbuttoned the blouse, this time much quicker than the blazer. I pulled it off of her and tossed it to the side. Heer skin was pale and her cleavage was made very apparent by her red push-up bra. I ran my fingers across her stomache and put my palm on top of one of her breasts. The touch of skin felt good.I wanted to see more, yet I had no idea how to take off the bra. I looked around for some kind of button or zipper but found nothing. I climbed onto the bed right next to her and turned her over slightly onto her back. There was a hook. I unhooked it and the bra slid off. I rolled her other again and there they were. Beautiful and perfect.It was the first pair of breasts that I had.

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