I just hoped Mom felt the same way.Mom was the next to enter the room, still in her robe. She displayed asimilar expression of surprise, but I saw the...tell-tale signs that shewas proud of me. I quickly walked over to where she was standing and gaveher a hug. "Happy Birthday," I told her.She squeezed me back before speaking. "You made all of this?" she askedwhile gesturing toward the pancakes, bacon, eggs, and toast. I laughedbut nodded my head. Breakfast was a fairly easy meal to cook. I. ”Chapter 3Angela was awakened by a knock on her door. Her clock said 6:50. Maybe it was Michael! She jumped up and looked out the peephole. It was Mr. Harris. He knocked again, louder.“Open the door slut!”“Just a minute, Master. I’m not dressed.”“Now!”Angela unlocked the door and opened it. The officer watching her door was snapping pictures. He had almost gotten out of his car until she opened the door and let him in. He did call in to the monitoring post though and tell them to let him know. He came outside and told me to go and sit in Priya’s car.He called her and she arrived in 15 min.She was wearing and skirt which showed her boobs which had a deep v cut and backless till it reached ass.Her nipples can be seen as she is not wearing any bra and she wore black thong panty. Her ass can be seen as the skirt is too shirt to cover her ass.She looked like a true slut.She smiled and said, “Hop in”.After around 1 hour my sister came in grey color top which is fitting tight to her body. Granny laid back, breathing heavily, sucking on her lower lip seductively. I pulled out my fingers from her pussy and wiped them at the edge of her saree and hugged her tightly and started kissing her all over her face and neck. My hands got busy fondling her boobs over her blouse.“Uffooo… slowly…” granny moaned and giggled. She unhooked her blouse and freed her dairy globes for me. For the first time in my life, I was looking at real breasts and it seemed like an early Christmas present..