I find you sat with me, alone in my house. We strike up a conversation in German. I confess to you that I need to burp, but it is not polite to do that with company. You tell me that you like it when I burp, and that you want me to do it. My tits pop out of their button up shirt. I tell you off for looking at them so openly! But I don't mind it. I like that you pay attention to my tits. I burp so loudly that it startles you. You told me that you liked it, so I continue, burping and belching my way to satisfaction, all the while massaging my tits whilst you are sat next to me. It is a great day to spend time together.