Melissa went into the changing room and emerged a few minutes later. “What do you think?” she asked Katie. “Holy crap Mom…you’re gonna set o...f the fire alarm…change out of that before some poor guy sees you and has a heart attack.” Melissa smiled. “Oh you’re just trying to flatter your poor old broken down mother.” Melissa was a gorgeous woman for twenty-four, let alone forty-four. She was five-foot-nine, one hundred thirty pounds, with a natural 38 D-cup, a tight round butt, thick firm thighs,. She was 35 years old and had never had any physical or emotional desires for anyone except men throughout her entire life. She'd been sexually active in early high school and guys had paid her a lot of attention since she was tall, big-busted, and had beautiful long blonde hair. She'd taken her tall, well-built sexy look and made the most of it by working as a stripper in a local club when she turned 19 and became a college student. Men had tipped her well and made her extra income working. No foreplay?” “I got to fondle her big titties, but was Never allowed to touch her pussy even once and she Never even Looked at my cock!” I admitted. “You Poor Boy! It,s a good thing I Didn,t wear my bra or knickers then, Isn,t it?” She raised her cardigan to show me her unfettered Bristol’s with their big nipples, then her mini skirt to expose her hairy minge. We had moved to the rear seat for more space where I,d spread the old blanket as there was a chill in the air despite it being June.. But this determining whether to approve you is turning out to be much more fun.” Turning around, she reached back and took hold of each of the chair arms. “You really should see what that whore Liz can do. When she does this to James, … well by the time she is done teasing him his dick would still strain to reach her if she stood on the other side of the room! I wonder how badly your cock wants me?” She lowered her ass to within an inch of my cock and the black ruffles like those worn long.