Outside we can we Miss Truly walking her mastif named Angel. She is our landlady, in her early sixties, long flowing white hair, and a massive pair of...tits which she proud displays in very revealing shirts. Miss Truly is a lesbian and has flirted with Mom on occasion and even asked he out on dates but Mom has not yet opened herself to that side of her sexuality just yet. Yet. When Miss Truly spots us she waves but is unaware what goes on beyond the frame of the window. I can tell just by the. Although Ihate her being here, I feel an erection starting to rise. Therefore I?mglad wearing baggy clothes to hide my frame as good as I can.As I carry myself forward step by step I start to wonder how I could besweating that much already. My shirt seems to stick to my upper bodyanywhere at once. Or did I put on that red lycra running shirt I justbought? Obviously those massive breasts confuse me more than a little. Onsecond thoughts the relation between her breasts and the rest of her. That was spectacular!" Holly broke out in a wide smile. "Well thank you! I do try my hardest. But shouldn't we..." "No no no, it can wait." he interrupted. "I was recording and watching a feed upstairs from these guys". He gestured towards the visibly turned-on cameramen. "It's the hottest thing I've ever seen to be honest". Holly beamed again. This guy was in his early 60's, a big plump guy, always jolly. But for now he seemed different, an emotion Holly had never detected in him. "Kneeling on the carpet, Beth waited for them, her mouth damply expectant and her eyes glistening hotly. Eddie approached her first, his prick turning stiff as he walked, its knob thrusting out eagerly as he stared down at the beautiful, passionate woman. He stood before her, flashing through all the erotic things he had already done to her plush and mellow body, and anticipating the goodies yet to come.Reaching for her head, he drew Beth's face into his belly, feeling her warm breath and.