Only by using every ounce of willpower can I keep from staring at her breasts and ass. Although I allow for occasional glances which she obviously not...ces."How's the training going, stud?" She leans toward me and puts her head on my shoulder as we drive to the theater. Her hair smells the same as my sister's and she is wearing the same perfume as Cat. I instantly get a hard on. Must be a cheerleader thing. They must know that guys love that smell and share their secrets. Her hand settles on. He soondiscovered that the hems on the legs were elasticated, gripping his legsas he pulled them up. They looked over the top effeminate and wearingthem made him feel like a total sissy. The bra matched, if that could bepossible, it was the same colour, made from the same material and withthe same lace detail around the top. Reluctantly he put it on, hating itall, nervous in the knowledge of her reactions if he didn't. Yet stupidlyhis little hidden penis began to tingle maddeningly, it confused. She leaned down and her mouth met mine. Our tongues touched. I could feel my legs turn to jelly and my body explode with tingling excitement. Margie took my right breast in her hand began to squeeze it, kneading, almost hurting as she squeezed it hard, pushing her tongue deeper into my mouth. I sucked on her tongue. My legs gave out and I fell back onto our living room couch. "That's my girl," Margie said, as she climbed on top of me. We continued kissing deeply, passionately. Margie. Trying to hold back tears, Roxy nodded slowly. “Ok Jake,” she managed. “Deal.”I cut her a check, walked out of her house, and immediately went to Ikea and bought a bed, a dresser, some lamps; the basics. I moved in and to her credit, Roxy only gave me hopeful glances when I passed by her. She never tried to strike up a conversation, but she always dressed super sexy. She knew I always loved her tight ass and her firm, round breasts. So every chance she got she flaunted everything she had..