"Bill looked at Susan, and asked, "Would you take your mom's t-shirt off honey?" Yes sir," Susan answered dutifully and reached for her mom's t-shirt....She started pulling her mom's t-shirt up exposing her other breast when Bill stopped her."Susan. Is that how your mom took your bra off," Bill asked gently.Susan stopped and remembered how her mom's hands seemed to touch and stroke her sides and breasts when her mom had unhooked her bra."No sir," the young teen answered."How is what she did. Entering the living room, William said, "Blackie says that things haven't been the same without you around here. He wants to know if you're going to take him with you when you leave." I hadn't thought about it," Birdie answered looking at the crow in surprise. She said, "Sure, I'll take him with me."Satisfied, Blackie took off and flew through the door that Lucy was still holding open. She looked out the door and then closed it. Shaking her head, she said, "That was different. It is not very. She loved it .he would squeeze them with all his might,hold on to the nipples and pull them outwards and leave and that made her tits bounce. Then he brought his face infront of her and placed it between those hanging mammaries.he started to kiss over her bra,pushing his lips into the nipples.his lips were on her left tit,the bra separating them from the real thing.she took her hand to the left cup of her bra and pulled it down.and all of a sudden his lips were on her left nipple.he opened his. Jane lightly touched her upper back with the tip of her finger; even that lightest touch elicited a moan of pain from the prostrate girl. Brett returned pushing a small cot on wheels. It resembled a stretcher, of the kind you might find in a public clinic, in one of our inner cities. Its surface was lightly padded and it had, as its only modification, at the head and foot, leather wrist and ankle restraints. Between Brett, Olga and Jane, they lifted the inert and barely conscious girl on to the.