When Dot caught Justin's signal of interest, it was all she needed. "Steph, I'm going to jump in for a while.": She rose, and did a slow, vamping walk...to the far end of the pool. The flesh of her ass jiggled. Her titties swung, even in the uplifting bra. Matty watched her, thinking what a fox she really was, and how lucky for her that she was so understanding. She saw Justin's cock lurch, and got out of the pool, winking as they passed. Toweling off quickly, she sat on her Dad's lap, wiggling. I grip your hips and gently apply more pressure. My cock sinks slowly into the warm, welcoming sheath of your anus. I'm all the way down to the balls, and I haven't bottomed out - I'm not huge, but I'm a good size. You must have a cavernous rectum that is well used to being bred like a fucking slutty pussy, I reason. This is good. It means I can be as brutal as I like without the risk of actually damaging you. You're going to be a good pussyboy bitch!Your cock is hardening, the wet folds of. .. or at least you thought you did." She chuckled and shook her head. "But you don't really know me now, do you?" There was a smile on her face. Her hands moved from her head down her cheeks and throat to her tits, kneading the oiled flesh, making the excited nipples slip in and out between her fingers."Noooo," she went on, stretching the "o's" into a low and breathy sigh. "You know me as the high and mighty, girl-teaching, would-be sophisticated, uptight hypocritical know-it-all prick — and. On the bed were a pair of white panties, a white slightly padded bra, agarter belt and light beige stockings.I pull up the panties and they fit perfectly! A size 7. Sara and I werevery similar physically.Although she was more of a tomboy type, for me, I guess, one could say Iwas more of a beta male type.I decided to ask for help with the bra, as I did not want to demonstratethat I knew how to put it on myself. Sara looked at me out the corner ofher eye, like right, and you need help putting.