Her best thigh high hose embraced her long legs; she'd worn the red heels that Bob always liked her to wear.Her cell phone beeped a text message incom...ng, grabbing her attention. Bob didn't usually text, he preferred to hear her talk, he said; she picked it up and read the screen.'Darling, I have to ask you something. Only you can do this. You need to help me pay a bet. I know you're saying, "Again?!" Well, I lost to the frat geeks on the football pool. For now, just read the attachment and do. “The athlete,” David said with a smile. He returned the squeeze. “Mine is mostly from keyboarding but I can give a pretty powerful grip. I played a long time ago, didn’t get too far but I learned to enjoy typing.” “I like your slender fingers,” Kayla said, pressing against them. ”I bet they are good for a lot of things.” David smiled. He and Kayla held their hands up, palms flat against each other, to compare. Before they got far, the waitress brought the pie. David decided to have a little. I stood, unbuttoning my shirt and throwing it on the floor. I then removed the skirt, throwing it as well. The only thing I had left was my bra and he leaned forward ripping the lace down to free my large tits. His hands began grabbing them, squeezing them and pinching my nipples. He took them into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the hard tips and then biting them with his teeth. I climbed onto the couch while he continued lavishing my large tits with attention.I straddled his body, my. Have you... like... let many guys? You know? Make love to you?" Oh Uncle Jim," she exclaimed as she rose up and sprawled across his body. "I've never like... gone all the way. That'd be a sin. But it's OK to do handjobs or bj's... all the kids do those things." She rubbed her big, firm breasts on his chest and closed her thighs around his upthrust organ. "I could even do it like this couldn't I? I mean sort of make out with you without you being inside?" Oh God, Cindy," Jim moaned as he grabbed.