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As I stepped out of the dress I was left standing in front of him in my revealing white basque, suspender belt and stockings, white thong, blue garter and white stiletto shoes. My breasts were very full and there was more out of the basque than in it. Terry said...oh wow. I teased him by saying why wow, you have seen them before and played with them!! He said yes but you have grown (I'm 36C cup). I said, so OK do you want to see if they feel any different. He said oh god yes, who wouldn't. I turn my back to him and told him to undo the clasps, as he did I supported it in front until it was completely undone, then let it drop to the floor allowing my breast to drop free. Ok I said, do they feel different. He stepped forward, put his arms around me and cupped them and squeezing them. By know I was past the point of no return, turned my head and kissed Terry fully on the lips. He said, this must be wrong. I said Terry I have wanted you since we were at school and I know you want me.. Please put on your seatbelts, ladies. 5 minutes till landing!”I smiled back at her and put my seatbelt on. I could see the city and it quickly came closer and closer. I got a bit nervous and squeezed the armrest of the seat. Lauren put her belt on.“Don't worry, Caroline. We will be back down on the ground safely in just a moment!”I closed my eyes and I felt my heart beating faster. And then I felt a little bump and the plane landed very smoothly. I opened my eyes and saw Lauren smiling at me.“See! Everything is fine!”She unbuckled her seatbelt, and stood up, gathering her briefcase and purse. I felt the plane stop and I got up and took my purse and her suitcase with my coat under my arm.Peter came out of the cockpit and opened the plane door for us. Lauren walked out and I walked past Peter. He grabbed my arm gently and stopped me and whispered to me “That was so hot last night. Thanks, Caroline!” He let go of my arm and winked to me with his eye. I blushed and smiled. Then he said.
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