She put her fingers on her nipples and pulled on them."My tits aren't as big as the slut's tits, but I think you might like sucking on these nice hard...nipples." The boys just stared at her unable to speak. She walked over to them. They were standing like statues. She started on Bobby's belt. When it was unbuckled, she undid the snap at the top and pulled down the zipper. Her heart was pounding more than it ever had before. She knelt down to peel Bobby's jeans down his thighs. His cock. That was my first attempt at giving hand and blow jobs. I went home around 2:00 a.m. to find that my father had called the police, as well as a friend of mine who I had spent the earlier part of the evening with. Instead of completely blowing my alibi, I ended up making up another one about going off with another group of friends and hanging out at Steak ‘n’ Shake. By the summer of junior year, I had become extremely skilled at creating nearly watertight alibis. Either that, or my parents were. 30 pm as she has to attend her tuitions. Aunty prepared coffee for me and as I was having coffee I saw aunty wiping the floor… I asked? Aunty why are you wiping the floor when your maid servant does it in the morning? She replied that what she doing is exercise and it gives her flexibility to her body. I was amazed to hear this as I never ever thought that people work in order to do exercise. As aunty was wiping the floor, I was watching her entire body, her fat ass, her boobs, and her sweating. ... some sort of emergency......... “. Just as he was about to get into the car he yelled back “Oh....Sam is still asleep in bed”.“OK....I’ll be quiet” I responded.Let me tell you...... Sam was the perfect wet dream woman. She was 20 years old slim and petite - short black curly hair that framed a very beautiful face that was forever smiling. She had a nice figure and legs ..... and me being a foot man just loved her sexy feet that she looked after very well.To complete the inventory of Sam’s.