Girls reached back and up and pressed their soft breasts against him.
“I have some ideas,” Zazie whispered, the flames of her desire carrying through her nipples to his smooth chest, “but I need a stallion like you to help me do it right.”
Cousin began to regain his coolness. He put his arm around the girl's waist and pulled her close so he could feel the bulge pressed against his belly. He found that he quite liked having their tits so close to him. “I think,” he said slowly, “that you turned to the right person.” Veronica never remembered clearly how they got home from the shop. The presence of the man beside her strengthened her feeling that she could love and would be loved.