Kyles friends teased him multiple times, caing her a MILF and how theyd love to cum on those big breasts of hers. Kyle finished cooking and everyone ...at down to eat. Mom had been single for a long time and Dad had never been in the picture, so Kyle was like the man of the house. He fixed all kinds of things, cooked, helped Samantha study. If he was 20 years older Mom would have had him in a moment. After everyone ate, Mom headed upstairs to take a shower, Samantha stayed in the living room to. I gave the little beauty a candy bar and looked at the mother. I was dressed in a flowing black cape and black leotards. I had black shiny leather shoes on. Very hypnotist looking."What is your name, Madam Witch?" I affected a Russian accent. She looked like a fawn caught in the headlights of a car."Judy." Judy looked scared. That was good. She would only be scared if she was thinking of being hypnotized."Judy, do you want to try to earn one hundred dollars?" I pointed to the sign. Judy looked. He blinked and then he swallowed. Sweat popped out on his forehead. It was at least as big as a softball, and it was rising like the moon. “Perhaps someone has checked it out,” he said after clearing his throat, his eyes flickering back and forth as her high, firm breast came almost fully into view, a perfectly shaped mound of upturned pale flesh tipped with a thumb-sized nipple. He felt himself suddenly and fully aroused. Vixen used the hand with the pencil in it to pull her sweater back up. His tongue probed her mouth, dancing with hers in the mystery of two people coming together, not to be explained, but to be enjoyed to its fullest. So they stood naked, bodies touching, he fondling her breasts, twisting the nipples, pulling at them until the formed taut peaks. Her arms draped around his neck and she sighed with the electrical sensations he sent through her. He had her the way he wanted her, vulnerable to him, not holding back. Gently he laid her on her back, the bed wide,.