Julie was tall, 5'7', and buxom. She had at least C-cup breasts with a nice, curvy ass in perfect proportion. The most memorable thing about Julie, ...owever, was not her height, age, or Amazonian build, but her labia minora. I have always avoided the use of this term as it is really too profane for polite company, but here on xhamster, I will tell you that these were THE definition of 'cunt flaps.' Of course, I had heard this term before and I always chalked it up to obnoxious locker room. " I did this, feeling my brow furrow. I thought it was over. It guess it was, sort of. He worked on papers and on his computer. Occasionally, deep in thought about who knows what, he would play with my breasts, tweak my nipples, lift them up and let them drop. Like it was helping him think. He didn't seem to enjoy doing it at all. I did what I could to stifle my whimpers. After a couple of hours, he told me to get dressed and return the next day at 8am. He handed me a sheath. Holding it against herself she saw the sleeveless dress came to just above her knees and looked like it would hug her narrow frame."I'll try it on," Di said and swung the dress over her shoulder. She could feel Jason's eyes following her all the way to the dressing room.The night before had sealed them together. Waking with his arms around her and a pleasant soreness between her legs was a fantastic way to start the day. He'd been attentive and loving all morning, warming her with kisses and. I was trying to think of how being with my own son would be any more taboo than giving myself to BB. No it is not. A son had needs and if he needs his Mom, it is no more wrong than for a Mom to sleep with his friend. If my son needs me, I will be there for him.It was after midnight. I was in a state of arousal that drove me to get up and go to my son's room. I looked at him under the sheet as he slept and I slipped my gown off and slid into bed beside him, moving my hand down into his shorts.