I was then pinching both nipples. My shirt and bra was pushed above my breasts, my nipples hard and erect. I was punishing them for being so sensitive...and distracting me all day. When I reached the bed room I pulled my silk blouse over my head, unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor...and made my way to the bathroom. I watched myself torment my breasts in the mirror above the sink. My breasts felt heavy and full. My nipples so sore. I pulled my skirt up with one hand and the other. Normally little more than ten minutes would have seen them at Monica Braithwaite’s house, but Jennifer had not foreseen meeting Greg Totter. He appeared on the twisting path in front of them pushing a wheelbarrow. A youth, tall and long-legged, wearing patched and faded jeans tucked into rubber boots, and a frayed and baggy sweatshirt. ‘Fuck!’ exclaimed Jennifer in irritation as she hurried to remove Poppy’s collar. She wasn’t going to let a bumpkin like Greg Totter share in any of her private. Mom: Please turn off the lights beta.Me: Okay mom I got it.I switched off the lights and came to bed. The dim light was on. That day I realized the benefit of having a Short headphone lol. It was short and I plugged in my phone. I played some Bollywood songs. I gave one end of headphone to mom and I used the other end.We were so close now touching our bodies with each other. She was still covering her boobs and pussy with her hands. She was feeling quite shy. Suddenly she turned away from me. They tackled the black man like a bug. " Young man piece of advise." said Joan " One never threaten a old lady.Two never threaten a old lady with nephews. Who all three are the S.W.A.T team.Martin could you please stay. I need a notary." One of the cops just nodded as the others hauled Karen's bull away. Karenwas in shock " Now let's get down to business, slut." Joan addressed Karen. " What myson left is what you're going to get and that's it period." she continued. AsJoan pulled.