When I walked in Heather had turned the machine on, and while all the dinging and sounds came out of the machine she whispered,“Good thinking.”Smi...ing back at her I said, “I just wanted to spend more time with you.”Heather smiled and blushed. I don’t know why, but this turned me on immensely. She was a genuine sweetheart, that’s for sure. We played for about fifteen minutes when we heard her Mom yell down to us that it was time to turn in for the night. Looking over at the clock on the. There was no way I could do more than raise my head, and I certainly couldn't escape if she should turn nasty. But it was just that very impotence and the uncertainty of what was to come that was making my prick try to swell more and more, more than I'd ever seen it before, the knob so tumescent it was like a red shiny fruit bulging at the top. I had never seen my prick so long. I had never felt so desperate to cum, and yet so unable to achieve an orgasm. She was watching me, watching to see. I struggled not to stare or seem horny, but I was….very! She started to wear more fashionable tops, and her chest seemed to be growing without restraint. At one point, she must have been only a few sizes off her sisters. I would always be distracted at dinner.At about the same time, Lucy started to do less running, less exercise and more eating, and consequently, she started to put on more. I do like my women curvy, that’s a cert, but she was changing from the girl I met, from the curves I. She wore just the right amount of makeup, coupled with sparkling red lip gloss, and had her long blonde hair in two pigtails with red and white hair ribbons. Her bangs draped sweetly over her forehead, cut evenly just above her eyebrows and adding to her schoolgirl innocence. She smiled at the men, noting them in various stages of disrobing. Some were already naked, while others were simply in their briefs or boxers, many of which jutted the fabric outward, masking their erections. Jenny.