"Sue reached over and patted her husband's hand, "Now, now sweetie, don'tcry; it will be alright. We will find some way to get you the great bigboobie... you want. Phyllis, why don't you take your little sister to thepowder room and help repair her face?"As the two got out of earshot Sue spoke, "She is so emotional now thatthe hormones have kicked in." Sue, those were just prescribed last week, they should not have thatmuch of an impact already." I know, I probably shouldn't tell you this but I. To be honest I fell in love with him as he held me telling me how wonderful it was to hold me. I could use something to drink, How about you Betsy? John asked. Water would be fine for me, I replied as I rose up from his side to kiss his lips. John got out of the bed and he walked up the hallway of the motor home. I rolled over onto my side looking toward the nightstand by the bed. There was a photo in a lovely frame. I looked closer at it before I grabbed it from the nightstand. I realized. There were plenty of those in tight jeans or tight minidresses.Lily’s baggy jeans may not have been the sexiest outfit, but the form-fitting black sweater gave her bouncing breasts an inviting silhouette. The boys zeroed in on her as she danced in her black gladiator sandals. They couldn’t resist a buxom MILF like her, all alone and unprotected by other girlfriends, ready and willing to drink and dance.Ooh, come and get it, boys, she thought.She was in heaven. Music was pounding her brain,. Another wipe, then a pause, then back it came, her imagination wondering desperately what John was having done to her.Another pause, the cold sweep of the alcohol wipe once more, this time round her naval, her mind screamed that this would be in sight if she wore her bikini, but she was in no position to complain, she lay desperately trying to relax, but this time without the distraction of the vibrations to her now wet sex. She had no idea what was being done but it seemed to surround the.