He felt her move, just barely up, then back down. The darling. Although there was nothing he could do to help her. He was acutely aware of her nipples... pressing against his ribs just south of his own. Her body, in intimate contact with his along it's length, was a warm embrace. A drip from her wet pussy onto his cock was a reminder that they *should* move.His regular breathing lifted her as much as her own efforts had. Up, then down; up; down. Had he been on top, she would be suffocating. She. Mr. Williams beamed at his suggestions. When they had finished, they returned to Natalie, Bill's cock once again thrust imposingly before him. Natalie looked on in growing apprehension."Natalie," Mr. Williams said, "you will continue to obey Bill as your Master for the rest of the week even while at school."Natalie became weak at the knees as she realized the consequences of this dire sentence. She could tell by the state of Bill's cock that she was to be in deep, deep trouble.Mr. Williams left. That would have been... problematic."Well, I'd be lying if I never imagined what it might be like to haveboobs. I think most guys imagine that at some point. But they are bothmuch more 'there' than I expected, and at the same time I almost forgetabout 'em sometimes. Way more than I ever thought I would," Bradreplied."Yeah, they kinda just become part of the whole after a while. I mean,I remember growing up, waiting to have them, seeing other girlssuddenly with them, and checking the mirror. As much as I love Jamie, she takes the 'nothing to wear'stereotype to new extremes, especially as she has two full wardrobes ather home, another one at her parents' home and another one at my home..."Ah, finally," dad says as Jamie and I walk down the stairs hand-in-hand."Sorry," Jamie says, eliciting giggles from my parents, and moresurprisingly, from Becca."Don't worry, he said the same thing to me," Becca laughs as we head outto our cars. "About 30 seconds before you came down the stairs...".