When I first saw her she was wearing a black saree with a low cut blouse. Her cleavage was visible which could have given a boner to anyone. She had b...autiful curves. She had a fair complexion.I bet anyone would lust for her after seeing her. She is treating me as her son and making things so casual. As I was talking to her, my cock became hard. I had a difficult time to hide from her. I excused from her and left the couch. She noticed my bulge in shorts.We became close and days were passing. I. Pippa closed ere eyes as the second hit a little higher this time catching her little hood. A third landed in exactly the same place and Pippa couldn’t help letting a little pee escape into her panties. Mrs. Dupree put the strap down and stroked Pippa’s soft blond hair. “There, there, we are finished. You go to the toilet and wash your face.” Pippa sat on the toilet. In spite of the desperation in her bladder, it took a little while before she was able to release a trickle from her throbbing. My mind went blank, multicolored, and back to normal in 2.2 seconds. I said what’s up Sara what’s wrong? The large tub in the bathroom at the end of the hall stop getting hot and all three of us girls can’t use cold water. I reluctantly let them use the tub in my bed room bathroom; it’s basically a hot tub in my room. I’m not rich or anything but my parents saved a lot of money after my brother and sister moved out and well made some improvements to our house. Not to mention I. . but before I could protest, I was naked in front of them, my massive tits had been freed from their bra prison, despite the size, the were very perky, I was always embarassed by my nipples, they were big and pink, nearly half an inch long and in the cold bathroom, stiff. The boys stared at me and licked their lips and stripped down, one boy went to the bathroom door and shut it, locking it from the inside. The boy with the mustache said get down on your knees. I nodded and did, my chest.