Mom told Robert I was starting a new school and needed everything. Of course mam, he said. First do you know his measurements. No, mom told him. Go ah...ad and do what you have to do, I'll be back in a couple of hours and left to do some shopping. Grabbing his measuring tape Robert checked my chest, arms and neck. Kneeling down he measured my waist and leg. Then asked me to turn around and spread my legs. Measuring my inseam his hand touched my butt, and I giggled. Robert said to turn around. Philip felt his cock growing hard as he stood there talking to the young salesclerk. She looked a lot like his current work mistress, Summer, but Celia was a blonde with short hair instead of the brunette hair that Summer had. What he really liked was the roundedness and size of Celia's figure. Her breasts were very nicely rounded, at least C-cups, and sat high on her chest, and she also had a nicely rounded ass that was just right for her shortness. He figured that Celia was no more than. I was too embarrassed to even think about what she would say. I didn’t sit at my desk the next afternoon, too afraid to see her. That night I lay in bed thinking about her and trying not to go to the window. But, try as I may, temptation got the better of me. I let my blind go up a few inches. Just enough to see out, and there she was again in the wardrobe mirror. She must have sensed me watching, Slowly, she raised her eyes up from her book and looked directly at me in the mirror, she smiled.. I sucked it. I rubbed the tip on my mouth. I took it as deep as I could go, enjoying the feel of all my orifices being used for sexual purposes. Once his hand was free, he reached down and pinched my nipples. Hard, like I like it. He likes to test my endurance, squeezing as hard as he possible can, making me moan in agony/ecstasy. Then, if he ‘s in a cruel mood, he’ll slap my tits repeatedly. Already being highly aroused from them hanging down and having the blood rush to them, this.