. the old one melts away ... baby fat finds other places to settle and those places are places boys ... and lots of men stare at. Grace should have re...ognized this when she started 'blooming' at twelve.She didn't ... she was 'just a kid, ' still. She was a kid at thirteen ... but Lucile Louise was beginning her conversion. From twelve to thirteen and part of fourteen, Grace and Wicked Stepmom, had begun the time honored ritual of coffee ... first at home ... until I decided I'd like to have. We undress and climb onto the bed, softly petting each other at first. To no surprise, she has no panties on. She climbs on top of me, biting softly at my skin, skimming her tongue along my breast before nipping my nipples. The erotic feeling of a woman’s touch to a man’s is so different; both feel amazing, but so different. Her lips are wonderfully soft; she suckles on each nipple as if she is nursing on them, pulling on them harder with each passing moment. Her fingers roam down and part my. Lindsey looked about for help but there were just the regular camp noises.Slowly the beast knelt at Lindsey's feet and her eyes followed his every move. Hesitantly he reached out one large paw, she gasped as the rough fingers gently fondle one of her ample, though not huge, globes. Lindsey let the blanket fall from her hands.The creature was curious, perhaps unsure of this tiny naked creature who was female but different, very different, from his own kind. She smelled strange as well, a human. I told her I would come in a while after freshening up. I went home, took a shower and drove to the mall nearby to pick up a cake, a bouquet of roses and a bottle of wine. I knocked on her door and she was surprised to see all the gifts, she accepted them and gave me a passionate hug, I could feel her breasts against my chest and the fragrance of her body began to string my dick.We cut the cake, had dinner and as I was ready to leave, she stopped me and said, tomorrow is Sunday, so why don’t.