.successful, affluent, single?..?I tried to impress her with the witticism that had occurred to meearlier. "Look more like 'Eve' than 'Steve' right no..., I guess." I jokedlamely."You look just darling. I'm really impressed that you went to suchlengths. But as girlish as you look now,I almost wish you had comedressed as Eve!" I feel worse than naked anyway, the way this skirt keeps flipping up inthe back." I admitted."Believe me," Toni assured, "the effect is quite charming! Those pantiesare so. Then late one night, I walked to an isolated beauty spot. I had to walk, as I couldn't afford petrol for my car. I had made up my mind; I knew what I was going to do. I noticed the phone box...***"Samaritans, I'm Chris. How can I help you?" You can't, nobody can," a voice said."I'm willing to try, if you'll let me. What can I call you?" Sam," the voice replied."Hello, Sam, I'm Chris," she said."I'm going to kill myself," I said."Can we talk about it, Sam?" she asked."So that you can call me a. I tentatively give a gentle little nip on her nipple with my teeth, and she lets out a quiet squeak. The sound drives me crazy, and my pussy is practically burning with desire.I roll her over completely and start to take off her pants, as she does mine. She lifts up her hips a little to let hers slide off, and she pulls mine down with a tug. Soon the only thing that we're left in are our panties.I look down at her with an evil grin, and slide a finger down her chest, stomach, right until it's. It covered his fingers and formed a small pool in his hand. Helen spread her thighs as wide as she could in the cramped space, and gazed down at her son through lust-glazed eyes. Dennis reached up with his other hand and opened his mother's blouse. With difficulty, he undid the clip holding her bra in place and watched hungrily as her large, creamy breasts sprang free."Ohhh, you naughty boy, Dennis!", giggled Helen, wiggling her tits wantonly in her son's face. "Looks like there are two tit men.