".Allison had the flattest chest of any girl I had ever seen. I remember in high school, some of the guys would call some girl "Bee Bites". Now I unde...stood. Her breasts were not much bigger than the welt of a bee sting. Her abdomen was perfectly flat and the hair on her pussy was almost non-existent. She didn't need to shave it. She just didn't have much. I was startled, then, by how quickly her nipples hardened and popped outwards as I ran the bar of soap, and my hand, over them. She had no. Her need was at the boiling point.Matt eased her down on the grass, on her back, and went on squeezing his mother's creamy tits. Donna felt hot sticky cream oozing from her cunt and into the crotch of her panties. She was almost beside herself with lust as she eyed her eldest son's long, semi-hard cock. Matt teasingly stroked her big conical nipples and worked them into long erect nubs."You'd love to get off, wouldn't you, Mom?" he asked softly."Yes, honey, I would," Donna confessed helplessly,. But, I think I will wait until we leave before I put my sweater on."Honey?" I call out."Yeah, babe?" He answers. I love it when he calls me babe."Can you come here please? How do I look?" I ask.He walks into the bedroom and stops. He looks at me with no less than pure adoration in his eyes."Gorgeous." He says. "You look so feminine, so womanly. I love it."He smiles at me and comes over to give me a soft kiss on the cheek again. This time I don't blush. This time I rest my hands on his strong. He picked a different saloon this time and went in to see what kind of action there might be. There was one draw poker game and one stud poker game going on besides the two faro games run by saloon employees. Beau stayed away from the faro games because they were always crooked and everybody knew that, but played the game anyway. It was too difficult to cheat at stud poker, so Beau had an easy choice. Either he watched the draw poker game or he went somewhere else. The cold wind was blowing, so.