He enjoyed groping my breasts as much as I enjoy letting him. I stood there on shaky legs while he all but kept me from falling to my knees by holding...onto my tits.It seemed like a long time, though not nearly long enough before he took his hands away and grabbed my all but forgotten bra from my unfeeling fingers. He dropped it on the floor beside us somewhere near my discarded dress. So much thought went into choosing that bra when we went shopping last night. And I experienced so much. . . ..'' 6.1 ''iIT REAGANS FASULT!!!!!!!'' you here anancy?!?!?!?!!?'' SSSSSSSSSSCCCCCCCCCRRRRRRRREEEAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!'''''''''' ''ohe k ow' the litil fiende say. ' i didi not know braabas bushe wsa goinge to show up on the fukny hoiuse scenec. i thilkn now ift time for the bedrtuime. 4. me sooin and sexi dukl can go thhje cot and have 'trie pratie' ''and THENE FALRI IN LOVF FOR EVER!!!!!!!!'' ----------3.6---- RJHTE ENDIT. BUTIE!!!! whene a litil whlkie alomng the. "Karen looked at me. I said, "Irene, you're forgiven. I've learned from Karen, too. She's a good teacher." Karen grinned at me. I had pushed my chair back earlier and she sat in my lap before I could move.That was always a pleasant feeling and this was no exception. It usually meant she was going to kiss me, too. This time proved to be no exception either. We finally released each other breathing heavily. Karen put her head on my shoulder and was smiling happily.My mom said, "Karen, is there. Come to my private parlour in ten minutes.“Yes, Miss,” I panted.Excited beyond belief, after a very long ten minutes, I knocked on her parlour door and was invited to enter. Jennifer was sitting, on the top of her desk, with her long shapely crossed nyloned legs on full display. She simply pointed a manicured finger to the ground at her feet. I fell to my knees and awaited her instructions.“Peter, I know how erotic you find the sight of my lovely long legs. All men do, of course, but you are my.