Bree wasn't nervous, she knew Ali had the experience and she let her friend take the lead. She kissed Ali back tenderly and then sighed as she felt her friends hands caress her breast. It felt so nice, so soft, and Bree arched her back to press her breasts into Ali's hand. She slowly did the same, slipping her hand under Ali's shirt. She mirrored Ali's movements, and soon she was caressing Ali's breasts as well, never knowing Jim was just on the other side of the door.