Creo que aqu? tuve mi primera reacci?n femenina, al igual que como hacen muchas otras mujeres agarre las orillas de mi saco para cubrirme los senos de...las miradas incesantes de ese cabron. Al abrirse las puertas del elevador los tres hombres nos sedieron el paso a las dos mujeres. Por costumbre yo tambien sedi el paso a la otra mujer, para verle el trasero como acostumbro normalmente (eso de que uno otorga el paso a las damas por caballerosidad es puro cuento, nada mas lo hacemos por mirarles. The arm hole of her singlet was gaping, and beneath her arm I could see straight inside. The two tiny, pale-blue cups of her bra were doing their best to cover her small breasts, but from my angle to the side and slightly behind, the one on the opposite side had fallen forward and away, showing me the small pink button nipple sitting proud and slightly pointed atop the freshly swelling curve of her young breast.I froze. I couldn’t look, but I couldn’t not. A girl’s breasts are not for her. I wasn’t completely surprised to see Eric had gone straight for the Jacuzzi after he was finished with Laci. I never minded a good soak after an orgasm as well and since my transformation, I just loved warm water all the more. I gave Eric a wave before heading back in and down the stairs to the basement. As I got closer, I heard music playing and knew that is where it was. The first thing I noticed was mom dancing around the stripper pole like a professional. She always did love to dance and. Claire had just passed thirty and the thought of drying up without the joy of offspring was too much of a burden to shoulder in a mother-oriented society. She knew there was no chance of that with the anus-fixated Jean Claude who had spurned her natural opening for the tighter and more appealing one hiding like a frightened wild animal safely tucked away in the depths of her plump heart-shaped derriere.The predictability of her husband Claude spearing her bum-hole on her return was so certain.