The women in the company haveall agreed to not only wear jeans tomorrow, but to wear sexy bustiers andno bras. They have also agreed that they will ma...e themselves availableto you men for five minutes of breast kissing and sucking. Yes, you willbe able to kiss and suck the breasts of one woman, of our choice, forfive minutes." However, you men have no idea what it is to have breasts that weigh onyou all day and that men ogle over. We have an idea to help make youmore aware of this." We have. ”“Are you doing OK?” Mom One asked.“I’m confused,” I replied.“All I can suggest is that you give her a couple of days to calm down, then try to talk to her.”“I guess. I’m going to go upstairs and read and then go to bed.”“Good night,” my moms both said.I hugged them, then went up the stairs to my room.November 12, 2000, Chicago, Illinois???? Steve“I take it this will be Suzanne’s room?” Leigh asked as we went into the nanny room early on Sunday morning.“Yes. It’s way more roomy and comfortable. " After a few moments to digest this news Gwen got this sexy look on her face and started moving towards the bedroom, "Well I would love to thank our male helper here for allowing to share this aging process with you." She gave me a wink and somehow projected pictures of us making love to each other in many new and different ways I've never seen us do before. This was so odd, usually only memories come to me not ideas. But before I could bother too much with that we followed her to the bedroom.. Her pussy swelled hotter, juicier, about my cock. The silky friction massaged the tip. The ache swelled and swelled. I groaned, pressing my face into her golden ringlets. I found her neck, sucking at it. She felt so good. I couldn't focus on Clint now.Not when I was plundering my sister's delicious cunt.“Damn, Maria!” I moaned, the incestuous ache building and building at the tip of my cock. “Keep massaging my cock. I'm going to cum so hard into you!”“Just keep fucking me!” she moaned. Her.