Moaning my name while you look at pictures of me." she rubbed my print, "I saw the bikini picture you have of me on your phone. I loved knowing someon... still found me attractive.”Hearing me liking the sensations from her rubbing the sensitive area, she reached farther up stroking my whole length. “Seeing you last night had me so turned on,” she said, “I went to my room hoping to have some fun with your father but he just kept sleeping. That bikini was made to turn him on but, like always he. She was wearing a black bra, her breasts craving to escape their bounds. She put her blouse over a chair, then reaching behind her said I want you to come a bit closer. I did as I was told, as she unclipped her bra, and slipped it off, and tossed it over the same chair. Her breasts, magnificent, not too big, not too small actually in Tom'smind they looked perfect. Yes they didn't have that youthful look pointing at the sky, but the breasts of a woman. She had raised her c***dren. Now it was. Samantha had just removed all of her clothes when she heard the locker room door open. “Oh, excuse me girls,” she heard a male voice say. “No problems, babe. Come in and play with us!” Melanie responded. The male started laughing. Samantha looked around the corner to peak at what was going on. Jess, Melanie & Kylie had started pulling the guy into the room. He seemed to be enjoying it. Samantha stood there shocked but it was so erotic that she couldn’t look away. Melanie started to unzip. “That fight was kind of weird” she said while checking on his knuckles for any bruises “you started being pushed back and all of a sudden you turn it around in an instant. How did that happen?” “Well, the reason the fight started out poorly for me was because of the gear. If it was simply foam at the sides and forehead it’d be okay, but the lack of glasses and the plastic screen together screwed up my perception. I was either coming up short or going too long with my blows. Took off the.