Hmmmm, stockings and a thong , how do you fancy that little girl? The thong can hide your little boy-clit, we don't want that popping out if you get e...cited. Perhaps we can even find you a small butt plug for that pretty pink arse. Now bend over, grab your ankles, I think we need to inspect those bruises”.Adam bent over, gripping his spread ankles, posh slut's face only inches from his reddened bottom. He jumped when her tongue made contact, then relaxed until he felt a hand squeezing his. Paul laughed and said, “I don’t think so guys. But, I have another thing we can play”. There was silence but excited anticipation; he’d already turned off the TV and continued, “I’ll sort out the music. The four of you can play pass the parcel”. A unified cry of, “What the hell are you on about!”, followed by Steve asking, “Pass the parcel. Pass the parcel with what. We have nothing to open”. With a chuckle, Paul retorted, “Oh yes you do. What about Claire!” Claire was horrified, the door had. Ron didn’t look at his mom, he was feeling embarrass to face her. “Why? Why with Cindy?” Samantha started talking. “Do you find her hot? Don’t feel embarrassed. Just tell me the truth.” “Yes,” Ron replied slowly. “So you find all the mature women hot?” Samantha continued. “Why are you asking all this?” Ron asked. “Just answer me,” Samantha said. “Mostly,” Ron replied. “You don’t like girls of your age?” Samantha asked. “No,” Ron replied. “Do you like me too?” Samantha asked putting his hand on. I said I have an idea and took a promise from her to follow what ever I say. I just took the notes and it was a description about breasts first. I went near her and asked her to hold the hands above her. I just lifted the tops upto her boobs.She asked what are you doing I said this is the model of breast. I just ran my fingers over her boobs and she shivered. I lifted her tops and made her to stand in bra. She was trying to cover but i forced her hands to her side. Next it was about the nipple.