Let Ryan comfort her

She can think about how to deal with Prof. Collins later. Right now Vicky just wants to let Ryan comfort her, with his kisses making her cheeks flushed and her body warm, his hands roaming all over her body, making her juices flow.

His hands move up under her sweater to her breasts, and he starts squeezing them all the while continuing with the passionate kisses. Vicky was a 5'4" blonde with grey eyes, she had a slight frame but with 32 DDD boobs and a shapely behind. Being conscious of her big breasts she never wore any clothes to accentuate them at all. Hiding them under dark colored plain t-shirts to make them look smaller.

But Ryan had always loved her big breasts, they had caught his attention the first time he met her and had wanted to touch them, and squeeze them and play with them ever since. He couldn't believe his luck when they started dating. Tit-fucking Vicky's massive melons and covering them with his spunk was a dream come true for him, one that came true frequently now that they had been dating for almost a year.

Another one of his favorites was sneakily mauling those puppies in public. At concerts they had attended, or in clubs while dancing , he would grope her breasts, taking advantage of the darkness until they were sore. He had been trying to get her to forgo wearing a bra on dates for a while now, but with little success.