. in exchange for our ... being together. I know you're not up to anything. I thank you for helping with the fashion issues. I guess the whole breasts...focus with my sixteen year old probably weirded me out more than I thought. I mean look...," Betty gestured to her chest. After taking me for a breast woman, she had begun wearing padded bras and falsies daily."I'm not even sure what this bra thing's about...." But we both knew what that was about. Betty shifted with embarrassment as she. They were a vision of delicious sensuality and told us that they were there to help us in our moments with my Adonis. One of them turned toward my hubby and told him to undress and be fully naked. He did as he was told. Then she secured a collar on his neck. As they turned to me, and sexily put their hands on me. I did not mind and this mildly bi-sexuality action started my juices going. They pulled the halter to its sides exposing my breasts. With few touches and licks my breasts ached with. I bet over and kissed Bob, not giving him the chance to think about my lips and tongue having the combined fluids of his co-pilot with mine. I rose and fell on his cock, alternating with a grinding back and forth, and a circular rotation. All of it intended purely to provide random sensations for him and me. Cowgirl always seems to provide the best penetration and I enjoy the ability to be in full control of the power and speed of the thrusts. But, when I stopped with his cock head just inside. The window slid quietly open, and he whispered. “Look, I’m sorry… come in, and use my phone, ok?”Decision time. Fish or cut bait. I hesitated a moment, deciding, and then nodded. It was time to fish. “Alright.. but if you try anything….” I replied softly, with an icy tone.The figure started to lift the screen from the window, so I could climb inside. “No, no. I won’t… I said I was sorry…” his voice was low as he worked the screen clear, and gently laid it aside outside the window, and.