.whoops, i am so sorry mum" Mark groaned, sitting up, trying not to laugh as the milk powder coverd her face and all over her."No need. it is kind of ...unny. Plus gives me a chance to do this" his mother jumped on him and rubbed the powder all over him. Mark didn't fight back, his mothers breasts were in his face and he was enjoying it. She had amazing curves and had 38C cups."Ok, no more mucking around, lets get changed." His mother stood up and pulled her dress off, dropping it to the floor. But it did get a little cold in winter. Jo once had to wait outside for forty-five minutes in the snow wearing just a red bra, red satin panties and black heels for someone to come and de-ice the lock of her car. She eventually put her sweater on, but it was one that only barely and when stretched reached to her waist. She kept trying to pull it down but it was no use. At best it reached to about two inches above the top of her panties so that her bright red panties remained in full view. And. ’ Lena looked at him suspiciously. ‘Here, I’ll show you,’ James laughed as he picked Lena back up in his hand and started to walk toward the attic. Lena appeared to be very interested in all the Barbie things that were just her size. ‘Look at that house,’ she said to herself and James set her down inside of it. She curiously explored the big pink house. She tried to turn the sink faucet in the kitchen, which of course didn’t work. She opened the refrigerator door and inspected some of the fake. John reached forward and flicked her finger making her flinch and pull her hand away. He also felt her try to close her legs, but he was in the way. A wicked thought crossed his mind and with a smirk, he reached forward again and flicked her clitoris.“Oh! Oh shit! John!” Jane pushed herself up, but John pinned her with his hands on her bum.“What’s up?” he asked.As soon as Jane relaxed, John had started to rub over and around her vulva. The more he rubbed the more Jane relaxed under him, parting.