I said I had been robbed and beaten. The door opened a little bit and a little old lady looked out. She saw I was telling the truth and opened the doo... and brought me in. She had me to lay on the couch. I was soaking wet from head to toes. She said that she had to get those wet clothes off me. Slowly she began to take my clothes off. She removed my shirt and then my pants. I was sitting there with her in only my boxers. She got up and got a towel and began to wipe me dry. When she had dried me. It’s been a while since I didn’t have a full bush. Feels weird, but looks good!”“Don’t worry. It looks really good. I did a good job.”“Haha you did champ.”He nonchalantly began touching his meaty cock and I myself had been sprouting a boner for the majority of the last hour. I knew he wouldn’t be able to get off by just masturbating so I decided that since he was going all or nothing tonight, I might as well gamble myself. I told him I would be right back, and went into his bedroom, looking for. ” she hesitated. “Their boobs are huge.”“Yea, I don't like big ones myself.” my statement caught her off guard. The scene ended after a bit of silence.The next scene was the one I wanted, stepmom, stepdaughter. She watched, and I watched her. She was clearly getting excited, I could see a small dampening between her legs, and smell the muskyness of it. She was moving her legs together and apart, then squirming in her seat. I adjusted myself, brought one leg up on the couch, and angled tward. "That's completely understandable considering how much fat she removedfrom your waist, arms, and chin," she explained."What's with the bridle?" he asked as the felt the tight strap goingaround his head.Before Sandi could answer Mary was standing by his bed. She answered thequestion for Sandi."Johnny, the strap around your head and under your chin is to help shapeyour neck and jaw line," she said as she checked the tautness of thestrap. "Likewise, the waist supporter you are wearing is there to.