I liked rubbing them unless I went too far and made them sore but I soon learned to stop short of that. But they were small handfuls and I loved weari...g shirts loose enough so the fabric rubbed against my nipples. I also loved letting some of Mom's boyfriends get a look down the front of my shirt. I could tell they liked what they saw even if Mom's were so much bigger. Mine were swollen-looking and soft pink.I also took to wearing a teeshirt, a long one with nothing under it, just so I could. Are you okay? His voice was instantly concerned. I took a deep breath and hoped my words would come out clearly. Im fine, just… Come on, cutie, dont be like that. I think I know someone who would love to see you. His hand was on my arm pulling me back towards him. Let me go. I pulled away sharply and remembered my phone. Riley? His voice changed to a deeper concern with an edge of anger. Who is that? Whos there with you? The guy leaned toward me so that his face was very near the microphone of. For a full thirty minutes Simon poundedher tranny pussy as it had never been pounded before. And with eachurgent plunge her prostate was teased and tickled and caressed in a waywhich had her clit exploding its own gooey juice all over her belly --three times in succession!Linda was on her knees by Melissa's side. She lapped up severalmouthfuls of the juices puddled on Melissa's tummy and happilytransferred the yummy goo from her mouth to her ecstatic Mistress.Simon was still pounding Melissa. Her guy asked her if she wanted a towel to cover her crotch and she told him no, that she was just fine. He grinned and proceeded to work on her feet. My young lady was already working on my feet and grinning at me as she occasionally glanced at my cock. She worked her way up my leg, then moved to the head of the table and began to work my shoulders and chest. As I watched, Pat's guy did the same thing with her and, in her case, he began to work the oil into her tits with gentle groping hands,.