As i entered into bathroom,she was waiting for me with oil. she began her work.i have to admit that she is a wonderful massager.she began to oil my sh...ulder,chest,arm,back.after that she went to my leg.as she was wearing a low neck top with some buttons i got a good view of her big milky boobs.some kind of electric shock waves passed through me.the beast began to grow.she saw the bulge & made a naughty smile.i got scared that she might tell this to mom.some of the oil drops were on her top,so. A nice big cock filling and stretching my little pussy”.I lunged deeper into her, pinching her nipple whilst nibbling on her ear, whispering into her ear “You are my cum slut right now ... I’m going to fill your hungry cunt with my cream”.“Oh yes ... you read my mind!!!!!” she groaned.We fucked in that position for a few minutes before she suggested a change in position ... a move to her riding my cock.I rolled over carefully, keeping my cock buried in her pussy as we moved. Soon I was on my. At once it felt kinda good and it hurt a little. She was very excited because she thought this swelling and tenderness were the beginning of getting breasts. That night she touched them when she was in bed. She rubbed lotion on them and fell asleep with her hands covering them. The next day things were the same. On the third day the t-shirt she had worn to bed was stuck to her nipples. Something had leaked from them and dried during the night. She took it as a good sign. It wasn’t. It was the. A few full drops pool in your cleavage. Perhaps you may have been tempted to wipe them away, were your wrists not bound together, stretched above your head, and then secured to the headboard. The effect gave your body a long, graceful and sinuous look, a woman caught in her first morning stretch as she wakes, rather than a woman bound. Ravishing in her exposure, most seductive in her vulnerability. I let the mink glove on my left hand wipe gently over your breasts, and linger long enough to.