The breasts sagged a little but not too much. The areolas were huge. She looked like a sex goddess with little bit of pussy hair and no armpit hair at...all. She was very well groomed. Once she was done she asked me if I wanted to apply cream, I said yes and she said that she was going to apply today. My penis became hard like a rock and was struggling to stay in place. She applied cream to my entire body; I was shivering in excitement, but kept quiet. Her breasts were bouncing when she was. ?Yes, Momma.? Siobhan unzipped Momma’s black dress. Momma let her hair down as she slipped out of the sleeveless dress, letting it drop to her feet. Momma wore a little black bra and a black slip under her dress. Siobhan watched Momma pull her silk slip back over her head and toss it aside, and Siobhan unhooked her bra. When Momma spun back around to face her, she stood a couple of inches taller; Momma was still wearing her tall black heels.?Go ahead, dolly. Play with Momma’s tits,? Momma said,. It was just a little passed four am when Dave arrived at his sister’s home. Christine was an assistant to a Japanese businessman James Tamika. His company made computer parts for companies all over the world.Dave did not even know if his sister was even in the country, let alone if she was at home. But it really didn’t matter, because Christine was not who he was there to see. Christine had given a spare set of keys to her brother, just in case he came into town one day, and if she was not. Fuckpigs don’t have souls, or minds, they don't really even have a body. All they can do is think about is cock and cum. Theirs and other peoples, they beg, they wine and they hump everything they can.“Let this be a lesson to you all. None of you are above the rules of this house and all of you could end up like 89 there.” The master called down from the balcony overlooking us. El was next to him, her lusting eyes locked onto me, it had been a week since she got back, a week of me eating.