When I saw she was not going to stop me, I put my right hand down the front of her shorts and went straight to her blonde bush, then put my middle fin...er on her clit.She moaned and I said “Remember we can’t make any noise”In the meantime it was a huge turn on to think one of her girls would catch us.I took her right hand and pulled it into my shorts and put it on my cock.She grabbed it and started stroking me nice and slow.As her pussy juices started flowing I slid my middle finger into her. This time she turned her head toward him, looking questioningly at him. He used the fingers against her cheek to exert a gently pressure and leaned forward and brushed his lips against hers. "Mike," Char laughed, "what are you doing?" "This," Mike replied, kissing her again, but this time with firm pressure, full on the lips. She pulled back, but the arm around her shoulders and the hand against the side of her face held her lips to his. He felt her hands come up to his chest to push. "Some o' this" she said accepting the slow-burning smoke and eyeing my cock resting against my thigh, "then some o' that" she grinned around the doobie before taking a big pull which made her splutter as the unfamiliar taste hit the back of her throat."Fuckin' 'ell" she coughed, "what's that funny taste!" Blueberries" I said, "it's a blueberry skunk-weed spliff that'll knock ya socks off"She lifted a foot and waggled it exclaiming, "bloody hell, it did!"Chuckling amiably at the inanity of it I. It didn't stop me wearing a skirt and heels todo my housework, with a bust shape provided by stuffed bra-cups. But...Mummy didn't call the following week either. But she did call thefollowing week and so I had a wonderful weekend with bouncy boobiesattached. More shopping - blouses, nighties, dresses. And a housecoat towear when I was doing the hoovering or ironing. Mummy's expert fingershelped me relieve the swelling on more than one occasion. But it was sadwhen Sunday afternoon arrived and I.