His face was filled with concern, and in response Connie smiled at him. Charles returned that smile. Connie knew he cared."Don't worry friend," Connie...said softly. "I'm okay. I was just thinking about the day we met. A lot has happened since that day." True," Charles replied, his gaze turning all thoughtful as he too remembered that day. A shiver slid down his spine, and he shook."Not a pleasant memory!" Charles muttered as Connie looked at him with curiosity."Some parts are," replied Connie in. " "I think you are beautiful mom, and you said that I should maybe go for older women." "I said so, but I didn't mean myself of course, that is inappropriate." I thought about moms tits almost appearing through the thin fabric of her gown which turned me on, her jogging frenzy aiming for NY marathon had really trimmed her. A wonderful bubble butt and a flat stomach and tits that I had not seen but seemed being in good shape, maybe 75C or something like that. Suddenly my dick started to grow. A la surprise de sa petite Sissy Maid Amanda, Maîtresse Xaviera détacha la chaîne reliée à la manille nasale, qui l'obligeait de se maintenir debout, et y attacha sa laisse pour l’entraîner sans ménagement devant le gros Canapé de cuir, l'obligeant ensuite à se mettre à genoux devant, tandis que Maîtresse Xaviera attachait sa laisse à l'anneau d'un accoudoir, lui entravant ensuite solidement les jambes pliées par deux larges sangles de latex blanc, tout en y glissant un gros vibreur qu'elle. . bitch you a nasty ho ain't ya, fuckin A, unbutton that dress and show me them big titties bitch?''I couldn't believe I was unbuttoning my dress and undoing my bikini top. God when I felt the air hit my breasts my nipples were on fire. His forceful language was such a turn on.''Holy shit, Fuck look at the size of dem fuckin titties, they are fucking huge, and so round and soft, look at dem nipples poking out and shit.''The young black boy was holding my heavy breasts, kissing my soft breasts.