He reached for his own pants, but my hands were already there, unbuttoning and unzipping them. He pulled his tee shirt over his head while I worked hi... pants and boxers down his legs, finally freeing his cock. As I stood, he turned me around and pulled my back into him. One hand reached for my breast, pinching and kneading, while the other reached between my legs, cupping my mound and inserting one finger. I could feel his cock in my back and a reached behind me, trying to return the favor.. "Jim, how do I get this make up off?" I'm sorry, didn't they tell you, it's tattooed on, it'll never comeoff. Sorry." Jim looked at him with a sad expression but said no more.Desiree settled down for the night, cursing Amber's stupidity. Withthis latest information he was thrown into more despair and with theawkwardness of his huge breasts he tossed and turned most of the night.It was hours later he dozed and was then woken up by the banging on hisdoor with the call that breakfast was. She didn’t want to upset her son again so she smiled meekly at him softly rubbed his chest. She felt his nipples become erect when she stroked them and she quickly moved her hands away from them.David began to breathe heavily; almost panting. He looked into his mother’s face, she was attractive for her age and she wore heavy makeup, which he liked. He studied her hazel eyes enhanced by black eyeliner, mascara and pink and green eyeshadow. Her high cheekbones were rouged; her lips, now slightly. I'd never really thought about whether I fancied him, he was my mate and we always had a laugh together at work parties and suchlike. As the evening played out, most of the rest of our colleagues had wimped out and gone home. A couple of the girls from HR were were still on the prowl on the dancefloor, extracting as many drinks from horny men as they could. Gav and I were just chatting, catching up on each other's gossip about work and our love lives. Then, as we were so fond of doing, we began.