‘I quit.’ I stated simply. ‘What? You quit! What happened?’ she said as she held the front door open for me to come inside. ‘The boss was w...nting me to commit fraud in order to get some extra money. I told him my wife said her husband is to pretty to go to jail and then walked out!’ ‘You’re a terrible liar sugar.’ She said as she gave me a hug around my waist. My little wife only stands about 5’3′ tall which makes her big tits look all that much bigger. Guys always say that more than a handful. "That seemed simple right?I'm sixteen years old in my bedroom with mom, half dressed in a football uniform, with only leggings, cleats, and a jock covering me from the waist down. Holding the hug I slowly moved us around a bit until my backside was visible in the mirror over my dresser. Now mom could now see my bare ass.Her hands were stroking my back, and she was dropping them slowly towards my ass. Come on man. Come on. Just a few more inches mom. I dropped my hands to the bottom of her. “I won’t take that away.”“How?” Constance said. “You own it now. Or at least you will the instant you stop toying with me. I thought the man was supposed to throw his sex slave on the bed and ravish her.”“Do you really want to be ravished?” I asked carefully as I began running my hands over Constance’s torso. I kept them between her breasts and the elastic of her panties as I held her in front of me.“Isn’t that how it’s supposed to work?” Constance asked. “I mean...” She paused and frowned.“If. When Jenna came in the room you did mention to her that I was shareable, what made you say that? What makes you think that I want to shank my sister?" Honey, you were the one that asked me to help you. I think Jenna wants to 'help' you, too." I think Jenna wants to help herself, that's what I think. I'm beginning to understand what a girl with really big boobs feels like. You know, everybody figures that she's easy and ready and willing to jump in the sack with anyone who has the time, money or.