After I'd played she found the dressing room, and came in. She was wearing a little white bra top and skintight white bootcuttrousers. I tried not to ...tare but a brief scan showed she could not have a stitch on underneath, nor the merest sprouting of a pube, or in those trousers it would have shown. She came and gave me a kiss, which for the first time ever was on thelips. I wondered what the hell was going on. Her tits were spilling out of the little bra top, with her mane of blonde hair. Her. Jean was sweltering so she rolled over and pushed the sheet down to her waist, baring her breasts to the darkened room. It had started raining around five that morning and as Jean rolled over onto her side she heard the now familiar sounds of her 23 year old daughter and her 18 year old boyfriend making love in the next room. The creaking of their bed, the squeaking of the box springs as they moved together, the muffled sounds of their words of endearment to each other, each and every sound. Because you're a slut. A filthy slut, like me. That's why you deserve this." Close the window, Abby."Abby still looked very cold. Nicole saw that she was crying. She noticed that despite the cold and being nude in front of two strangers, Abby was keeping her arms at her sides so that her breasts and pussy were visible. Barry must have taught her to do this. Poor girl.Nicole still had her arms crossed across her breasts."Nicole, show Abby your tits." Barry, she's just a-" Abby, punish. She undid the suspender straps and removed her knickers while I removed her bra and began fondling her shapely firm brown breasts. But when she started to remove the suspenders I stopped her and, doing the straps back up told her they were far too sexy to take off, and she smiled happily at this.I lifted her on to the bed and lay down next to her, kissing her on the lips then progressing down her neck to kiss her breasts. With one hand I caressed and lightly squeezed her tits and nibbled the.