She didn't look a day over eighteen, the way her proud tits jutted forward like a couple of firm melons, ripe and ready for some hungry man to taste. ...he was tall and slender, her perfect proportions overshadowed only by the incredible firm length of her legs, and Stuart had wondered why she became a teacher instead of a dancer.Natalie uncomfortably skirted the Camp Director's leading question at the time, stammering a weak reply to the effect that if she'd become a dancer she'd have never met. "Well young lady...it took you long enough toget here."Mindy looked a bit hesitant as she climbed the stairs up to her Mother."Uh...hi Mom. You knew we were coming?" Of course. Your Father called and told me everything." Sighing as sheplaced her hand over her eyes the woman muttered to herself, "I onlyhope he finds some way to fix this soon."Patrick's Grandfather smiled as he offered a dainty hand to Mindy'sMother to shake. "Hello Ma'am. Harold Loomis. I wish we could have metunder better. His head nodded before his brain could catch up. Then his eyes widened when she pulled out first her right tit, and then the left. With both big, braless breasts hanging out of her top, she stood up, and walked around the table toward him.She sat down on the coffee table, cupped her tits in her hands, and squeezed them together. “Like them?” she asked.Still stunned, he could only stare. His shock only increased when she reached between his legs and squeezed his half-hard cock.“I think you do,”. Fucking hell I was still hard as a rock and pointing skyward. It was only then did I have to cover myself up, mother was on her way up the stairs and was sure to come in my room to say hello to the nurse and ask if I wanted some breakfast. Sure enough mother came in and pleasantries were made and then asked if I wanted some breakfast and a drink, “Just a drink for me” I said “But I’m sure Margaret could do with a drink”“Oh not for me, it’s not long since I had one” she said and looked at me.