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Donna slid her hand further up Becca’s thigh. I could tell Becca was getting turned on, because she made no attempt to stop Donna’s advances and there was no mistaking the unique smell of my wife when she was turned on. Again, we were all pretty tipsy. I turned Becca on the bench, so that her back was to me and she faced Donna. I slipped my hands under Becca’s shirt and up to her boobs. She lowered her head and said nothing as I teasingly played with her breasts through the cottony fabric of her bra. as she faced our neighbor. Donna unbuttoned Becca’s shirt. “Can I feel them?” Donna asked. Becca moaned a soft inaudible response. I unfastened Becca’s bra and slipped the straps from her shoulders, and past her elbows. Becca slipped out of her bra. She had perfectly shaped 38C cup breasts and her nipples were strong and pointy, setting on the very end of her luscious globes. I playfully teased them with my fingers as Donna placed her hands on top of mine. I pulled Becca’s long brown.

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