My plan to help David was first to work him so hard he couldn’t feel sorry for himself. The reason was threefold. I wanted to get all the poisons—...rugs and alcohol—out of his body. In addition, he needed to get in shape: this active kid was quickly becoming sedentary playing video games and drinking, and gaining weight at an alarming rate. I was concerned that if he continued, he would become part of the statistics for obesity in our country. Finally, I needed him to regain his confidence.. Cindy got up on her knees on the bed and I was looking at her. She really was so very, very beautiful. Her skin was just so smooth and not a blemish anywhere. And her perky tits stood straight out! I don’t know why I haven’t seen them before!Then Jenny got up and took off her clothes. Man, even now at the ripe “old age” of 44, she still has the body of a 25 years old!! Her shaved pussy is not any less beautiful, from all the wear it has tolerated in the past 20 odd years! Both of them want to. "MMmh, you smell soo good today, Mistress," she moaned as she inhaled deeply.I nodded, running my left hand through her hair, pulling it back. "I hope so," I said. "Because there's a lot of me for you to lick. "She nodded, then pulled herself up, one hand resting on my pelvis as she slowly rubbed my clit while her head wandered up my body, kissing and licking my skin wherever it was exposed. She ran her tongue from my cleavage to my throat, then across my shoulder out to my arm, paying special. Nothing but a slouchy sweater. It had slipped off her shoulder, revealing her right breast. The fine lace of her bra did little to hide her nipple from his gaze. Her long, smooth legs were tucked beneath her. “I . . . damn.”She seemed to realize her partial nudity at the same time and gasped, jerking the sweater up and holding it at her throat like a cape. “I’m . . . so sorry.” Her cheeks pinked. “I haven’t gotten dressed yet.”Colin could feel his rational thought draining like a pierced bag of.