Milked in Bodrum

The smell of the Jasmine and Bougainvillea filled my head and my senses. The warm breeze caressed my face, and my perspiration dampened my white silk blouse. I was aware my nipples were becoming erect and quite hard. But I was blissfully unaware that the top two buttons of my shirt had become undone. My right breast had worked its way out into the night air. This did not go unnoticed by Nina. She commented on how beautiful my boobs or rather breast looked! And unexpectedly placed a hand on my right tit! Putting it back inside my blouse her thumb lingered over the nipple, making it even harder. Making me feel a little embarrassed and more than a little aroused! Continue reading Milked in Bodrum