She'd never seen her like that;she'd never felt like this towards Megan or towards any woman. She couldn'tyet know the influence of the stretchy bit o... fabric that displayed her heavingbreasts. Sarah could only look up at Rachel now. Her own lusts and desires for somethingjust like this had been hidden away for so long that letting them free hada power that matched the mental influence of the clothing. She would neverhave acted this way without the feedback loop of need between them. Her. She had turned him on the first time he'd ever met her and then he'd quickly continued seeing her and fucking her on a regular basis. He soon knocked her up with a baby, and then he and Celia had continued to get together and she'd continued to conceive one baby after another. The amazing thing to Philip was that the only thing that seemed to be affected in the long run with Celia's several pregnancies had been the size of her breasts. She'd had a nice rack of titties to start with and her. Belinda noticed how Claire’s eyes roved over her body, taking in each curve of her full breasts and hips. She could tell Claire lusted for her. Belinda opened her legs wide to give Claire a better view between her long legs and she dug her heels into the thick carpet. “We’ve got to play one more game of cards Claire, okay?” “What for?” Claire replied. “I really think it’s time we stopped.” “Oh no,” Belinda smiled at her. She slid one hand down over her body and let it rest over her pussy.. "A wet dream?" she softly asked me.I sighed in embarrassment. "Apparently so," I replied. My groin had been pressed tightly against her backside as I dreamed, and some of the watery pre-cum and semen must have soaked through my underwear and onto her panties.I arose and went to the bathroom to clean up the mess, still stunned by what had occurred. I returned to the bedroom and slid a fresh pair of briefs on."Is everything okay, baby?" Angela asked as I slid back into bed. I knew what she was.