"Oh sorry Patty!" I blurted out as my anger turned to pity and remorse. Her left hand was deftly massaaging her sore nipple, while her right hand was further unbuttoning her blouse.
I turned to cover my growing hard-on as I dashed to the fridge in search of ice cubes. I didn't find any. I only saw a pack of iced tea cans.
I took a can and rushed back to Patty. She had her back turned and was now completely topless. Her hourglass figure was more evident without the covering. I approached her from behind and tapped her lightly on the shoulder with my left hand, gently placing the cold can on the red spot on her right breast with my right.
She shuddered slightly as the cold metal came in contact with her hot skin. I bent and whispered, "I hope this makes you feel better." As I attempted to give her a little kiss on the cheek, she turned her head, and our lips met in a searing kiss. I wanted to pull away immediately, but the pressure of her lips told me she wanted more. I probed my tongue into her mouth and she accepted it hungrily.
I glanced at her breasts and noticed that the right boob was bursting to its full 36C size, while the left loob was not quite hard. So I moved the cold can over the left boob, and noticed the look of pleasure on her eyes.
"I have really wanted for so long to hold this," she muttered, moving her hand over my crotch. Just then, the doorbell rang.
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