Oh, god, I thought, I’m going to come between her tits. “It’s so warm in there, isn’t it? And so soft?” Her voice was mesmerizing, drew me d...eper and deeper into my fantasy. As I watched, I envisioned myself, my own body, being so small, being absolutely overcome by her magnificent, over sized bosom. “Yes it is….so warm and soft. So warm and soft between my big, big breasts.” “He likes that, he does,” she continued, her pace slowly building with enthusiasm, “my little marshmallow likes the feel. I suddenly felt flattered by him. "I'd like that too." I said. "Justin may not care, it is hard to say. We've never really talked about that, but he is almost as freaky as you. He likes to think about me with other guys even though he doesn't know that it happened yesterday with you." Trent's cell phone rang and he jumped up and answered it. I could see his cock was hard in his shorts, but I didn't let him know that I noticed. It was funny that it was his Mom calling. He kind of rolled. She didn't disappoint me and as a matter of fact it was one of her shortest and flimsiest.She had me take a shower first and get into bed before she did. I usually slept in my boxers and was under the sheets when she came in. Of course she had changed in the bathroom and didn't come in naked but she was wearing that nightie that only came down a little below her crotch. The light was off in the bedroom but we always left the kitchen light on as a nightlight. And so when she walked in, the. The only reason I don’t collapse into you is because of my rigid grip on your arms. As you continue to kiss and stroke my neck, your hands tug my dress up — oh the wonders of stretchy knits and A-line skirts — you slide it up my knees. You kiss me, and I pant against your mouth, trying to tell you that I won’t be able to keep quiet — that we need to stop or I will come — that we need to stop someone will see — please, we need to be discreet — please, please, please… I no longer know what I am.