That is, youcan see a definite crease under each pec where it rolls down on my chestby a half inch or so. And my nipples are now on the bottom of them...pointing down at the floor. My nipples are still big and puffy and apink color, but since they're way down on the bottom of my pecs insteadof pointing out the front, they're not as noticeable as they were beforeand I find that I don't have to worry about hiding them as much. Theother thing about my nipples is that they're really sensitive these. "But, isn't that the whole point?"He was offering his hand and helping me stand all the while whisperingin my ear on how to walk in them. The blood was pounding so hard in myears, and I realized I had a death grip on his big, strong hand.We walked together across the shoe department several times. My handended up in the crook of his arm as I learned to walk in the high heels.After a minute of practice, we ended up in front of the full-lengthmirror. I looked myself over as Henry helped me by. The crown touched her belly button. Both of you went wide eyed when you realized how badly mismatched you were. Her in fear. You in excitement. You vowed to yourself in the first day she'd walked in that you would forced Stephanie to take all of you, bare and to the root. Today was the destined day, it seemed.But for all that, you didn't want to hurt her. Well, that's wasn't true either. You definitely did want to leave her stretched, sore and marked for life, ruined even; you were no stranger. Ian was surprised when his mother's tongue pushed into his mouth. He tasted his cock on her tongue and felt the jolt of desire in response to his mother's wanton depravity.'Kiss your mother, you bad boy,' Annette giggled and pushed her tongue back into Ian's mouth again.Now that she had crossed the i****tuous threshold, Annette let all her earlier inhibitions and misgivings go. She set the limiting emotions fly away and rejoiced in her moment of freedom. Society's morals be-damned, she was a.