"Now," Madri said, sitting back in her chair, "I know you are having some trouble with your breasts. I have an experimental treatment that might solve your problem. Do you consent to this experimental treatment?" Madri asked. Erika looked down at her breasts, the skin was taut, her n*****s were red and they ached. Even if Madri hadn't been kidding, she would have said yes.
"I consent," Erika said coyly. Madri placed her hand on Erika's nearest breast. She started to knead it gently. As she did so, she leaned in and kissed Erika again. Erika groaned, the feeling was too delicious. Madri's tongue was in her mouth and her fingers were kneading her breast. Madri's fingers were strong, but gentle. Erika liked the way they placed just the right amount of pressure of her taut skin. And the way t
