“How big are these things?”“Things?”“Well, you know…boobs. Do they have a name?”“I refer to them as my Girls and they seem to like you...”They both giggled, as they flirted with and teased each other.“I’m a big girl, Jason,” Anne said as she lowered her hands down and rested them at either side of him, her boobs now touching and squashing against his hairy chest. She giggled at the sensation of her nipples and breast tissue against Jason’s hairy chest.“They like that then, Anne… a hairy. She has lovely thin long legs and fantastically round arse. She never really thought she was good looking but she really is.It was quite a while later until she accepted that me and her mum were serious about each other.Me and Carrie bought a house together and made sure there was enough room for her k**s to stay over if they wanted.One weekend, Julie came home from University and came over for the night to have a catch up with her mum.I had a few beers, Julie headed to bed about 11. Carrie. This particular one was bright pink and barely covered her huge titties. She asked me if it looked ok and I told her it did except some of the lining was showing. She tried to tuck it in but couldn't. She turned to me and asked me to help her. This was the first time that I had ever touched another girls breast and the experience was great. I walked up to Lisa and with my index finger, started tucking in the lining of her bikini top. As soon as my finger touched her skin, she exhaled. I asked. In spite of the situation I lowered my gaze as hers flicked about the room and towards the bedroom door; I was able to make out a hint of her mound beneath the hem of her nightie and was certain she was without underwear. I stifled a laugh as my cock hardened completely.Her gaze returned to me and studied my eyes through the holes in my ski mask. I watched her raise an eyebrow; “Carefully! The bag; open it, empty it on the floor!”I nodded and eased my backpack from my shoulders and held it in.