Grace raised her head and looked at Michael."I really hope this works... You put your head back and enjoy sir." She said in her adorable voice.She rot...ted her finger and slowly started scraping the other side of his rectum, she could hear his tummy making noises and stirring and she smiled to herself again. Gently her finger came sliding out and Michael squirmed in pleasure, his ass muscles gave a loud fart as the tip of her chubby finger popped out from his exit. Grace started sucking up the. I started massaging…this was the first time she started Moaning….i got the message…i removed the bedsheet…to view those Mellons….man those were BIG and JUICY.She closed her face with her hands…may be for shyness,without wasting any moment i said now i will give massage in the THIGHS also….she noddded…i pulled her Pyjama in a moment and there she lied the HOTTEST maam of my college…just in her Panty in front of me….i was not able to believe it…I then started massaging and noticed the wetness. To discover that I am me and not merely a construct of a bloke I never knew and my mum, the slapper, is hugely rewarding. If you finish your cider, I’ll take you home, whip of the shirt you find so offensive and give you a seeing to in my own characteristic and inimitable style. How does that appeal?’ I confess it appealed greatly. Donna and the Dress Donna was wearing a dress. It was a very conservative black number with a pleated front and a bodice that contained her small bosom beautifully.. Growing anxious, I decided to approach her. Slipping quietly, so she wouldnt notice, I exited my hiding place. I didnt need her questioning why I had been concealed in the woods. I crossed the street to look as if I had came out of one of the abandoned buildings…one that looked as if it could just be closed for the night. I waited until I was about twenty feet behind her and called out to her. Hey there! You really shouldnt be walking here at night! Do you need some help? She spun around.