?Of course, you?re not,? Dr. Billings winked. ?But another cup size ortwo, and you will be.?* *Every morning, Amber ran her tests on me. She muttered ...o herselfsometimes, but she rarely shared her diagnosis. I just knew I wasgetting larger, and that she constantly was on me about wearing a bra.On those days I did not, there was holy hell to pay. As an expert onwomen?s breasts, she knew what she was talking about.So, most days, I wore the damn things. I would wear a sports coat or abulky sweater. ."7:20:30 am: I keep going for a few more minutes, licking most of the sweat away7:20:59 am: I lean back in the couch, giggling as your tongue tickles my soles.7:21:11 am: Now Allison, I know what will make this even more relaxing for you.7:21:25 am: "What, sir?"7:21:58 am: I have some lotion in the drawer next to me. I could put that on your feet if you want me to.7:22:21 am: "Do it... sir."7:22:30 am: Okay then, if you insist.7:22:52 am: "I do," I say with a grin.7:23:20 am: I get. I want it hard and fast.”He positioned himself between my legs again and spreading my pussy lips introduced his thick cock into me. Slowly he slid into my receptive pussy, stretching me like I had never felt before. He pressed into me until I could feel his balls resting against my ass.“Jack, I want you to pound me hard and fast. I am fully open to you, fuck me like there’s no tomorrow.”I felt his hands slide below me and cradle my ass. His thrusts, long and powerful, were reaching all the way. I stood halfway up the stairs as if rooted in the ground like the giant live oaks that fashioned leaf-canopied alleys leading to antebellum Southern homes.I made no sound, not even a gasp. As I watched Carrie push a finger into my sister's cunt, my autonomic responses seemed to cease functioning. Grace's legs fell wider apart, and Carrie added a second finger and rolled her thumb over my sister's clitoris. Slowly my brain engaged beyond the act of watching my sister being finger-fucked, and I.