His eyes held a look of ... desperation? “Yes, I can. I do. But...”I cut him off, struggling to fight my way out of the cocooning blankets. It was...confusing and very scary for my young brain as I did feel strongly attracted to him, but not that way – not physically, surely.“No! We’re not like that. I’m not like that!”Col grabbed my elbows and threw me against the back of the sofa, pinning me.He squeezed his eyes closed for a moment and then looked at me, holding me with his eyes.“You’re right,. Debating on if I have time... fuck it! I scramble up and reach out, grabbing your panties and scurrying back under the bed. Feeling the moisture of your panties against my cock as I wrap them around me, up and down, up and down, knowing that soon enough, I'll be where this moisture came from. Quickening my pace, gently pulling at my nipples... My balls start to churn, my cock throbs and I groan softly as I erupt into your panties. Finally catching my breath; I hear the water turn off. . Even a bigger ass would be nice. It wasn’t that hers wasn’t cute; she was still firm and bouncy, she just realized she would always be little. At five three and less than a hundred pounds, she was still as cute as she had been at twenty. Fifty-five was her next birthday and she was proud that she could still wear any of her clothes that hadn’t worn out since she was in high school. She could even still fit into her wedding dress. She’d tried it on last year when she thought she might marry. And the constant wobble and movement is driving me mad.Even with a good bra, theres still a wobble even just walking about.My bras straps dig painfully into my shoulders, I've got big groovescut into my flesh at the end of every day when I take it off. I don'teven think I would mind them as much if they were a normal size inproportion with my body, like a B or a C cup. And these things," Iadded holding up my hands to show my long pink acrylic nails, "are soannoying. Doing even simple things is.