” To my utter amazement – and to Alli’s too, I think – Karen reached out and cupped my wife’s breasts. I realized, I guess, that to someone ...n her profession, being so mater-of-fact about one’s body is probably natural; to me and Allison, though, touching and being touched – intimately, by someone we barely knew - was completely foreign. Karen failed to notice Alli’s sudden intake of breath. “The implants come in smaller sizes, of course, but you shouldn’t mess with these; they’re really. Then it would just be worse for Candice. I pushed down my compassion, tears stinging my eyes.“I have to get to class,” she said. “I need to dry off and get dressed.”“Yeah,” I said. Next was my third period class, History. I shared it with Samantha. She was waiting to give me satisfaction. I bit my lip. I had planned to let her, to indulge in some of the fun I was allowed to have with my futa-girlfriend.Now... I felt so dirty despite washing myself.I snagged my towel and dried my naked body. A. So I booked two double rooms in a Hotel on Portland Street and managed to borrow a couple of season tickets for the football Sara took full advantage of a couple of nights away in a different city by packing some sexy revealing outfits that she’d never wear back home.The train journey to Manchester is roughly an hour and a half so to ease us into a heavy night we had a few tinnies of Stella to get us in the mood! By Sara’s 3rd she was happily showing a lot of cleavage and the odd knicker flash. After all it is fun for the both of us isn't it?" she said as she sentanother stinging crack onto another as yet untouched portion of Henry'supturned buttocks causing another pink welt and another "Unnnggghhhh!"she giggled. "But, there is something else," she said pausing with aslight yet excited smile."What do you mean something else?" Henry questioned. "It's about little Timmy," she continued."Tim?" He turned as best he could. "How well do you know your son? I mean do you know everything.