Frankie unwound the towel from his hair and threw his head back. Hishair was long now, it had been weeks since it was cut, and it touchedhis shoulder.... He ran a hand through his short bangs and caught hisimage, in profile, in the dresser mirror. In that instant he saw thedistinct shape of breasts draped by the pink nylon robe and a flash ofsmooth, naked, white thigh. He turned towards the mirror and in thatinstant was startled by a sharp rap on the bedroom door that quicklyopened as his. Her dress needed the pigtails. So she sat down and did them, wasn't happy so did them a second time, then realized she was going to be late for her meeting, so ran out to the car and set off.She felt silly driving to the stranger's house in the school uniform, although it was nice to be wearing a full bra for a change, and she felt even more guilty when she arrived five minutes late and then had difficulty parking, finally having to walk in her uniform a couple of blocks before running up his. I looked over and James, looking at me asked me just how on earth I survive a sex session with my wife. He told me her pussy was so tight around him. I smiled and nodded as I really couldn’t speak with Karen grind me. Karen finally leaned down so I could play with her tits. She kissed me hard the leaned up enough to leave her tits dangling in my face. Her nipples were hard and protruded about a half inch. I wrapped my lips around her left one while holding he right one between my fingers.. I slowly walk over to him, unbuttoning my blouse, exposing my tits. Each nipple is hard with anticipation. "Permission to sit up on your bed, Sir," I whisper as I bow before him. "Of course, my slut. You can't blow me from down there," my Sir chuckles mockingly. I smile up at him. Hopping into his bed makes my breasts bounce. My tits must have grabbed his attention because he reaches for my right nipple. He then pinches and teases it. His touch melts me. "Grab your left nipple. Pinch it hard..