“More?” asked Leigh.“No, I think I’m good for now. Would you like me to take off your blouse?”Leigh paused and said, “I’m older than you...and my breasts have never been perky. I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed in an older woman’s breasts.”In response, Cherie reached over and unbuttoned Leigh’s blouse. Her bra was simple, not sexy and was straining to hold in Leigh’s melon-sized breasts. Cherie reached around and undid the bra clasp. She pulled the straps off her shoulders but let Leigh decide. My husband gave it to me, before we separated. It’s black and tiny, with a garter belt.’ Ben asked, ‘Do you want to wear it while we play?’ ‘Do you WANT me to wear it?’ Carla asked playfully. ‘No,’ Ben said with a smile. ‘If it makes you comfortable, you can leave it on, but I’d rather undress you until you’re naked.’ ‘Ohhhh,’ Carla sighed. She was slowly falling under the spell, forgetting she was on the phone at however-much-an-hour. ‘Tell me what to do.’ ‘Undress your legs, Carla. Take. Beyond fifteen or twenty feet into the deep room it was so dark that his eyes couldn’t see any detail. He knew that his vision would adjust to the darkness in a couple of minutes. Jason saw a long bench seat where the little bit of light in the room ended and the darkness began. He had a hand full of flowers that he placed on the bench next to him — hoping that they might be regarded as a peace offering of sorts. He sat looking down at the floor reflecting on the past two years and his mind. Half of them were fucking their boyfriends on a regular basis but somehow I was wrong for letting my Dad touch me?As the year progressed not much changed right away. I was still too skinny and didn't have much to fill my bra. I had nice long dark hair and blue eyes, but I was hopelessly petite. My mom was slender like me too. Boys didn't notice me much. They all looked at the seniors and the girls with big tits and round asses. One day I told my dad, I wanted breast implants because boys only.