”“Oh god.”“No, no, ah, Jane didn’t say anything to my Mother. So, you know, we’re cool with that” he said matter of factly.“Oh thank G...d. Dodge a bullet there” she laughed, a bit nervously.“Uh, yeah. So here’s the thing, she wants to meet you” he said with a wince.Silence.A little more silence.He listened very carefully. Is that her breathing?“Cindy? Hey, you there?” he asked.Softly he heard “Uh huh.”“So, you okay. You know, meeting my sister” and ever so softly “and her family?”“Uhm, okay.. " I like this."Ciar and Máiréad held Jasmine's hands as she sat up and then turned to hang her legs off of the bed. As she sat on the edge of the bed, she flexed her arms, legs and shoulders. "They do feel a little different. It seems like there is more weight on my chest, but it doesn't feel as though it is pulling me forward." Your chest is bigger, but the supporting muscle structure is different. Besides your shoulders being a little wider, your back and shoulders have more muscles to. I want to go up in you with this big cock and blast you full of this load of cum I got in my balls. Thats been building up there." A shiver of hesitancy and fear ran thru me. I had never had something that big up in me. Afraid it might tear my ass hole, or bust my shit shoot. Also he was an old man, would he want to fuck me half the night before he came. He informed me that this was the only way he could get off, was to fuck me in the ass. Sucking just. We eventually would call each other Kat (me) and Cyrano (him), pet names we gave each other, for reasons I shall explain later. On our daily commute together, I could often see that being with me caused a beautiful thick ridge all the way up the front of his trousers. EVERY time! Sometimes the head was real close to peeking out above his waist line; I would gaze soulfully into his eyes, love and lust and passion and hungry desire and emotion all filling my soul. And then I would lock my eyes.