Top Blogs: MR CAMEL TOE telling me all of this, I could see teardrops forming in the corners of her eyes. If there is one thing that I can't stand to see, it's a beautiful woman crying over things that aren't her fault, so I started feeling some sympathy for her.
I put my arm around her to hold her as she started to cry, and I tried to tell her that it wasn't her fault that neither of these guys were man enough to act like a man and take some responsibility in their lives.
I wasn't sure if I was getting through to her, but I will admit that I didn't mind the feel of her firm breasts and what felt like hardening nipples against my arms.
