“The one I bought you for your fifteenth birthday? The black and red one?” “Yeah, that one,” Sandy confirmed. “Thats what I put on.” “Oh...my God!” Mrs. Grafton exclaimed. “I bought that when you were just starting to fill out a little. You weren't even a 'B' cup yet. Now you're certainly a 'C'. How in God's name did you ever keep it on?” “Yeah, well I put it on because it had lots of cloth. But you're right. It was too small. Even the top of my butt crack was showing.” “I would guess so.” “But. Entering the bedroom I let go of Jerome's cock and my clothes fell off, "I really hate when that happens," I said snickering."What's that?" My clothes seem to have a mind of there own when your in the room," I said giggling, Jerome laughed.We were on the bed with Jerome's cock buried balls deep in my pussy. "Just like I promised Jerome, OHHHHHHHHH!" What promise?" I let you plant your cock bareback in my pussy, AHHHHHHHHHHH! just as I promised." I recall that," he said."Bareback is the way I. "Who's whore are you?" Your whore," she whimpered.Total submission, her body and pussy were mine. This confident and powerful business woman was at my mercy. I was doing it as much for her pleasure as I was for mine. She was loving every minute of it. As I fucked her I was looking down at her naked body. That's when I realized that I was banging the shit out of a woman nineteen years older than me, and a Grandmother. For some reason, I thought that was hot.Still holding on to a fist full of. ’ ‘Well probably because I’m not important enough to mention. We only saw each other every few years. No big deal.’ At this point I had an eerie feeling about the way the conversation was going. I thought it might be a good idea to offer my condolences and make a hasty retreat. ‘You say you’re her son? Well I want to offer my condolences at the loss of your mother. She was a good woman. Everybody will miss her. Now if you will excuse me, I have to run.’ I turned and started to walk back to my.