She smiled at him, blissfully unaware that that soon she would leave her fathers home and be at the mercy of a man shed met only once. Lykos refused t... feel guilty. It was for her own good. Better Appius than Cassius. He snapped his fingers. Come here, my child. She took in front of him, wide eyed, a hint of a smile still on her face. Her little tits were round on her tiny frame. Are you hurt badly, Callia? She frowned, and the purple bruise on her lip stretched. She looked puzzled. Im not hurt. I murmured a silent prayer and finally turned around to look at my mother.At 5'4" she was almost as tall as Joe. She had chestnut brown hair that fell to her lower back. Her oval face, big almond eyes, small nose and pouty lips made her look very pretty. She had a long neck though it showed lines and wrinkles you would expect from a woman in her late 40s. My mother always had big tits. Now they lay flat on her chest and belly, her dark areols and nipples pointing down. Her belly was slightly. He then rolled over and put his arms around me, then began to kiss me and gently squeeze my tits. “Now you have to get me ready,” I said. He laughed happily and got to work. He started rubbing his hands all over my body while we kissed each other deeply. Then he moved his hand to my begging pussy and carefully slipped a finger inside. My soft, wet lips swelled up with anticipation. After a minute or two, he inserted two fingers, then three. Once I was good and wet, he took them out and softly. To touch her, to play with her, but I was afraid she would think it was "really sick." We circled the edges of our desires, admitting some, denying others.Jean broke into my brief reverie, "Let's stop at the mall on our way home. I'd like to check out Victoria's Secret." Oh, ugh. Where they have all that, uh... girl stuff?" Don't be a jerk. I've seen you checking out my lingerie. Actually, maybe you're more interested in the soiled ones!" Busted!" I grinned at her.We rode our ten-speeds back to.