I was now a young, sexy woman with medium large breasts, narrow waist,and a sexily shaped tummy. My hips were well proportioned and my newbehind match...d. My new legs were my best feature. I selected theseclothes because their original owner was a looker, and had really greatlegs. In fact, she was the perfect type for hosiery ads and TVcommercials. Just the type for "Big Ben".I did some stretches and exercises to get used to my new body. Itsflexibility was astounding to me. I could bend down and. That got him! He turned and his jaw dropped. He managed to get the plate of croissants back to the counter before dropping it. He was wearing my favorite of his robes. The one I liked to steal when I stayed here. I never brought a robe when I stayed at his house, just for the excuse to wear it. I loved its softness and how it smelled of him and his cologne. It's a short blue silk robe, which exposes a healthy expanse of his muscular legs. The front was rapidly becoming tented. As the smooth. I jumped on her breasts like a hungry lion and freed them from the bra cage.The breasts were huge with pink areola.I sucked her breasts with my mouth and other hand went down to her pussy to which she resisted and started to push me away.I didn’t stop it there and continued to touch her pussy from her pajama and soon she stopped resisting.After few minutes of sucking, I reached my hand into her pajama and stated stimulating her clit.She started making some moans and I took it as a green signal. Three girls lying face down on loungers.I decided that my 'Thirteen-year-olds should be seen and not heard' was a universal law because these girls were decorative. At least, I guessed that Cinnamon's friends were also newly-minted-teenagers.A blond, a brunette, and a redhead. What more could you ask for in life? A dog rolled lazily on it's back between the brunette and the redhead. At least I think it was a dog. It seemed to be all legs. The dog rolled onto it's belly and looked at me. It.