"Hey Marshall. Sorry about yesterday. I was in a bit of a rush. Long black, right?"She was standing there again, having flown in the door even more qu...ckly than yesterday. Legs longer than I remembered, and this time I'm proud to say that I did see her sparkling smile, and her breasts. The legs were just as long as yesterday, the skirt just as short."Uh, yeah, hey, how did you know that?" I made enquiries. I knew I'd be back today. I need somewhere to stop for a few minutes, and wondered if I. But much like PeeAsian, one girl caught my attention in a way no other girl could.Her name is Erin Avery, a porn star that has since retired and you know how people have dream girls/guys? Well she is pretty much mine personified, no joke. Her beautiful looks, sensual eyes, friendly smile, her legs and round, firm tits. Especially her nipples, some think their positioning and size is kinda "meh" but I love them and I think it makes her hotter. Her few interviews showcase her fun, quirky. “Alright, you can put a shirt on. But no bra.”She hangs her head as she heads to her bedroom.When Mr. Fowler comes home she has on a button up blouse. Her nipples clear through the cloth. Her husband doesn’t even notice.Just before bed Reed catches his mom in the hall. His dad in the next room, just out of sight.She gasps when he pushes her up against the wall. Then he tears her shirt open. Buttons flying everywhere.When he pinches her nipples, Mattie has to stifle a cry. He pushes her to her. " I agreed, "Okay, but only as long as you don't muck about the way you did while we were practising Romeo and Juliet." All right," my son grinned as we turned into our street, "no mucking about, I'll pretend we're performing the play, is that okay with you?" That's fine." I replied as we went indoors.Taking off my coat I went into the living room and poured myself a drink, sipping from my glass I picked up my copy of the play 'Confessions' and started to flip through it. My son had described.