Ballerinas are flat chested. They have to be in order to keep the straight physical lines of the ballet.This woman had two very big round hills perfec...ly anchored as high as possible on her chest. Janet’s boobs are massive and of necessity float on her ribs. This woman’s tits didn’t move. It was like comparing a big cantaloupe to a watermelon.I was actually kind of disillusioned by the faultlessness of her boobs. Because the only conclusion I could draw from their absolute perfection was that. When there were 7 or 8 left a guy who lived down the road from us, Colin I think, leaned over to Jane and asked for another drink, she shook her head and told him last orders had been called. He suddenly announced at the top of his voice "Party at Jane's house... party, all invited!" They all laughed and looked at Jane, she shrugged and said "Yeah why not!" Cheering. No one asked me, but then again most probably thought she was joking.As is always the case in these small local pubs, the timings. I was in the kitchen making myself a sandwich when Alana came home. Having seen my car in the garage she knew I was there and she came running into the house calling out my name. I ignored her as she went through the house calling out for me. She finally came into the kitchen, saw me and then she ran to me and threw her arms around me."Oh God baby, you're home. I've missed you terribly and I've been so worried about you."I put my hand in the middle of her chest and gave her a hard push and she. I had no idea what she wanted to do to me but I realised that Iwouldn't really have a choice about it if I didn't want my wife to find outabout me and Shawna, let alone what I just did with our daughter. "Take yourpants off and get over here," she said, "I'm going to give you a spanking."Well, what could I do? Besides, the idea did excite me a little. So I strippedoff and my daughter bent me across her knee. But not before she had noticedthe arousal in my little cock and giggled, "Hey, daddy,.