Soon her eyes were cross-eyed and rolling in all directions again, a moan, a helpless gasp if you will and then her face slumped to the side and she was asleep again.

I unbuttoned her blouse and wrestled her limp arms out of the silk. After that her lace bra was easily removed. Now that I could actually see her breasts, they were even more distracting. A perfectly round dollop of flesh with a pinkish brown nipple protruding forward.

Such gorgeous nipples. Intuitively my thumb went to play with those little nodules, flicking it back and forth. Those boobs were waisted on the jerk-faced guys that she dated, but a...