"Jeez, why won't you grow a bit more? Still, I can't complain too much since you won't be getting saggy on me like those big tit bimbos."Lily's brown ...air flowed down to a little below her shoulders, a bit scruffy from the inevitable bed-head she had every morning. Taking another puff of her cigarette she stared back into the deep blue eyes that looked at her from the mirror. Turning around she checked out her pert little ass and admired it for a moment before an unhappy look passed over her. “Everything, Josh. No time to be modest.”“Lisa, are the clothes you wore last night all in the bathroom?”“Yea. I guess.”“Here Josh. Help your mom.”With that, Ben took off for the bathroom. Seems all those cop shows was paying off.Ben walked in, the garbage bag much fuller now, to find Josh knelt down in front of his mom as she leaned over him with her hands on his shoulders for support. Even with her large breast hanging down on his head, he managed to get her feet into her panties before. Gary was going to phone me when their match was nearly finished, so that I could make my way to the bar and catch their bus home.Hazel and I chatted while we got dressed. She was so unhappy in her marriage. Nigel never paid her any attention sexually, and she didn't fancy him any more either. She told me she didn't really like him much.We made arrangments to meet up again the next Monday evening, but both of us wanted to see each other more often if we could. I couldn't arrange anything any. ‘Yes.’ Amber said panting. ‘Say yes master.’ Amber hasted to obey him. ‘Who owns you now?’ He asked. Amber didn’t answer, she was too busy grinding her pussy against him. He cupped her chin and forced her too look at him. ‘Who owns you?’ He said. ‘You master.’ Amber said. He smiled and nodded. So why don’t you bent over the desk for me. Amber did as she was told. She put her upper body on the table, while her bum stuck out in the air. His fingers caressing her inner thighs..