Getting up from the table with the sound of his chair scooting backward, George looks at his watch on his wrist and hums, annoyed."Well, time for me t... leave," he declares before looking at his son proudly, "...even though you're free, try to do something more productive with your free time. Maybe you can help your mother out more now."Jason nods. "I will, dad."His father smiles, satisfied by the answer and then turns to his wife. Isabelle leans forward and gives her husband a quick peck on the. They won't quite know what they are seeing.Your nipples are already feeling quite tender from supporting the weight of your breasts and from their movement inside and against your blouse.By the time we get to the little park you are positively squirming and gasping as every step draws the starched cotton across your bullet hard teats.You sit on a bench.It's not particularly busy but there are a few people about.They all notice you. Your breasts are electrifying.I have my little camera and you. Willow bent her knees, planting her feet on the bed and jabbing herself up to meet each of Kennedy's down strokes.The glow filled the room, pulsating with the spasms running through both women. Kennedy broke first, crying out in passion as her body released. Almost as though triggered by that Willow's orgasm followed immediately. The light flared to eye-closing brilliance, then faded as the two women collapsed together.Kennedy snuggled with Willow, laying her head on the witch's shoulder. "I. I really believe my bottom just opened to receive him. He was incredibly patient once the head was in. He just stood there with it resting inside me and I gradually became used to the sensation of this enormous plug in my bottom. Then he moved it ever so slightly forward and then stopped. My arsehole was being stretched beyond anything I thought was possible but it didn' t really hurt. He pressed in some more and I yielded to him. Then he withdrew a small bit and pushed again. I could feel him.