His hand slipped up and encircled my bra and began to squeeze gently. Well, this was nice and all, but I was getting hot and wet below so I decided to...move things along and broke off from the kiss to take off my shirt and bra."That's better," I said as Zach's eyes got big (I'm sure another part did as well) and he bent to kiss each breast and lick around each nipple sending a little shiver right to my deep insides."Lauren, you're so pretty, your breasts are beautiful. God, I love them," and he. The drive to his place, I felt as though I might end up not wanting to go all the way. I pulled up to his driveway and he opened the door, he was an older gentleman, was wearing only shorts, no shoes or shirt, he waved for me to pull in on the grass. When I parked, he asked me to wait so he can put his dogs away. I saw two black German Shepherds inside. A few seconds later he asked me in, the house had a bizarre smell, he was smoking… that was the first time I smelled weed… He was rather small. My shirt was at my face when I heard the door of my bed room opening. I immediately lifted my shirt again up and saw my father in law standing at the door with his limp penis dangling between his legs. He was holding anal beads and other anal toys in his hands. Since I had lifted my shirt up, my hands were still close to my head. Being stark naked, my melons were bouncing and my pussy was still wet and pulsating. My father in law was initially perplexed but seeing me standing he became normal.. .. ?" Did you ever wonder what she wanted them for... ? No... ?" We did, as a matter of fact," I said. "Jill and I were talking about it when you went to Toronto..." Barbara owns a series of ... boutiques; I guess you could call them ... They're all over the country; Miami, New York, Chicago, Las Vegas, Los Angeles. She sells high-end clothes to women who have lots of money and the physical attributes to wear those clothes well. I mean the kind of stuff you wouldn't dare wear with a bra and.