Her pink nipples pointing at him from her small B-cup chest.Coming back to himself, Ray remembered the bra. Before he picked it up he figured it would...be his mom's, she had a great chest. He considered her the most fuckable woman he new. Also a red-head like, she was 37 years old and 6'1" with a J. Lo booty. But he new for a fact, from his numerous journeys through her underwear drawers, that her bra size was a 33 DD. The bra he held before him was larger than that, much larger in fact. Ray was. Number One, her room's locked. Number Two, she's got a phone in there." So how are we gonna get her?" THINK! What's the first scene she's in today? It's a bedroom scene! She's supposed to be in her nightgown, complaining to Tim about the plumbing. So she's gonna come out of her dressing room at 5 o'clock, in her nightgown, and walk right onto the set. And that's where we'll be, waiting for her." Come on, like she's not gonna notice nobody else is here?" Sure, she'll notice. But who's she gonna. .. As if they'd mapped out this region of her nethers many times before. At some point something even slipped inside of her: an invading digit which made her bite her pillow with raw emotive surprise. She could feel her own body's fluids rushing out to meet it and a blush tearing across her cheeks at the strange pleasure of that violation.Yet it was not long before the beast in the darkness appeared to grow bored with slipping such a small part of itself into the most sacred recesses of her.. Mom probably forgot to go shopping yesterday after work. I bet she'll remember after yoga and stop at Wholefoods on the way home, I thought. Since the selection was scarce I just downed a whole glass of OJ and headed out back to the yard. Our house was in a Cul de Sac, an upper middle-class suburb, forty-five minutes outside Dallas. While it wasn't a mansion or anything spectacular, we did have a rather nice yard, which I was responsible for. And so I pulled the lawn mower out from under the.