“How did you end up here?”Susanna giggled. “Becky and Francine stopped by. We got to talking and they invited me home.”Em waved her hands in f...ont of her, trying to piece this together. “Wait, they stopped by where?”“My apartment. They asked about your ‘crew’, so Lucy asked a few of the girls over, and they asked me back. We had a lot to talk about,” she finished with a giggle.“It was a blast. They were wonderful!” Becky announced, twisting around and flashing a youthful smile.Em rolled her. Slamming his prick between her titanic torpedoes again. The bra was huge ... at any rate. It took quite a devise and there was great integrity required, to support those gigantic breasts. As he sat the bra back down, Jack thought to himself "Maybe that's why Terri was so alluring - why she was such a legend at the Club. The "not" knowing. In any event, when she returned ... she got between his legs and laid those massive tits in his lap. Having noticed his peculiar interest in her bra ... she. She could see it when she glanced briefly at my crotch. A smile drew across her lips; she always loved how easily she could make me hard. In response, I simply returned the smile and allowed my eyes to wander back to her enchanting cleavage. She continued folding laundry but arched her back slightly, making sure to give me the best view she could. She exaggerated every fold, allowing her breasts to bounce and jiggle for me.My step-mom and I had been playing that game for months now. Teasing. ”“You mean, make her, don’t you?” Mae challenged, sounding no longer like thestrait-laced, pious prude she had been when Thad had come to town.“Mae, you know better than to speak in those terms,” he said stiffly. “We don’t makeone another in this faith.”Her only reply was a jealous pout.“Aaw, honey, we can get along just fine now!” her husband opined, nibbling at herear.“That’s the idea,” Thad said, and smiled. “I’ll see you at the church tomorrow, Len,and well put the books and papers in.