An hour later it would cry again.Fay nor I were getting enough sleep.We both were becoming irritableFay's sister was coming to our apartment during th... day. She would always be gone when I came home.She was like her mother, she was the head of the household in her home.I could tell when she had been there, she was a chain smoker and the place would smell of cigarette smoke.Fay was off from work every other Wednesday afternoon. Every other Wednesday evening I would have to listen to some crap. ."That was enough to get Samantha's mother going again. Pointing at her daughter's chest she started. "Yeah. Look at that! Of course you're looking at that, you're a guy. My mother was never happy that I only filled out to an A cup bra. Now my daughter was just thirteen and already in a 34B bra." I was almost fourteen." Samantha interrupted. "Besides, I'm fourteen now!" As I was saying." Mandy continued. "My daughter is early in her teenage years, and already wearing a 34B bra. If you really. About 2 days later as I sat thinking of Cindy and what had happened my cock was hard and was rubbing it feeling good, the phone rang and it was Cindy asking if I would come and chat as she couldn't get me out of her head, I put my cock away and drove round there. As she opened the door I was greeted by her in nothing but a flimsy gown I walked in and shut the door as Cindy let the gown slip around her feet she was naked and my cock sprung up, she knelt down and unzipped my trousers pulling out. I am sorry I can't do this for you, but it's just something about it I can't bring myself to do," she said. "Anything else I would be happy to do. But that..." "I know, pet. I know," I said, stroking her long blonde hair. She laid quietly in my arms for some time. Whatever had a hold on my precious pet was strong. But was it stronger than her desire to surrender to me? Only time would tell. The rest of the day pet went about her duties as she always did, but I could tell this issue was weighing.