.Well guess who turned up ----- yep ---Natasha and her husband --- and her 19 year old son ....... he couldn't take his eyes of my tits or my ass .......Mick was also there --as we had arranged to help me with our plan --- he actually stood ( as a total stranger to everyone except me ) chatting to Natasha"s son and her ...Every time i turned to see him they where all laughing and i honestly thought he had fucked me off and decided not to do as we had arranged !!! i was seething he has let me down. He was enjoying this beyond any porn he had ever seen, or even listened to; just the sound of Cindy’s breathing was helping to keep him horny. He felt his balls twitch, but nothing serious, just a flick to let him know it is working. He kept his gentle stroking going, and felt his body grow warmer. Cindy shifted, Billy didn’t stop though, he didn’t care anymore, he was going to finish what he started. Cindy rolled onto her back, letting her arms by her sides; she was still asleep, her breathing. ”“Mom, the last time I was home was only three weeks ago.”Even through the steam-coated glass, he could see her leaning back against the sink. Her black, office skirt was tight and shorter than any of her coworkers ever wore. She usually wore suits, with a skirt and matching jacket, but she must have taken her jacket off before she came into the bathroom. She was just wearing a white blouse. Even though he couldn’t make out any details through the condensation on the glass, Paul could tell his. "Aha," dad says as he opens my wardrobe and removes an armful of myclothes- 'Steve's clothes. "You won't be wearing these anymore!" I freezeto the spot, watching aghast as my mum hands my dad a roll of black binbags, and all of my male clothes slowly disappear into them. My oldfavourite jeans, jumpers, t-shirts... All gone in an instant."Well if you're not going to wear them," mum says, "might as well givethem to someone who'll want them, say, to Oxfam or somewhere like that." I'll take them in.