Her lips formed a perfect cupid's bow and looked soft and sweet, even with her shocked expression. She wore a brown house dress that clung to her with...sweat, revealing the sensuous flare of her hips and the curve of her round ass, and the jutting nipples of her small, pert breasts. He could see that there was nothing underneath it. At the sight of the Nazi in full uniform who stood at her door her eyes flashed, and for an instant he saw a look of fear etched in her features. Then she seemed to. Just thinking about her own breasts seemed to make matters worse!Billy squirmed in his seat waiting for the last class to be over. The bra he was wearing was pinching his breasts. He must have put it back on wrong after gymnastics session. He reluctantly resisted the urge to pull at the bra and free the pinched flesh on his chest. He might have only been a girl for a few hours but he knew better than to let the rest of the class see him touching his new bust. Finally, the class was over and he. "Yesss," Chelsea said, staring at the cock. His words were having the desired hypnotic effect. He hadn't even touched her, yet she could feel the heat in her dampening pussy growing and spreading. He was turning her on with the thought of fucking! "Now, kiss the tip. Rub the head of the cock across your lips. But don't you lick it! Just feel the softness against your lips. How do like that, slut?" "Mmmm," she said, closing her eyes as she felt the hardness against her soft lips. She kissed the. .. without ties.” She was talking in a very thick accent, the way she did when she was at ease. He knew she was sincere.She drew back and looked him in the eyes. “I have not forgotten you, Charlie. You have been a loyal friend, you have given me a new life and I have made provisions for you in my plans,” she said. They heard a noise in the hallway and stepped back from each other. In a hushed voice, Monica said, “I will come to your house at 8:00 on next Friday evening. Make sure your.