Now at fourteen he noticed that she was really being filling out those A-cup bras nicely. Her mother had worn a C-cup herself, but of course she had a...so been a couple of inches taller than her daughter was now.Jan had been a five foot ten walking, talking goddess, or at least he thought so. She had those lovely C-breast and a killer ass. She also had a slim waist and broad hips. They had gotten married when he was twenty-five and she was nineteen. Janet had been born a couple of years later.. “Jill, did you hurt your ankle?” I asked. “My ankle! No it’s fine.” It really looked fine. The black stocking made it look more seductive than ever. “I can’t believe that such thing could happen to me. It was a big pick-up truck. I think the driver was drunk. I was about to cross the street when he nearly ran me over. I jumped aside but…the bumper caught me. He didn’t even stop…” With trembling hand, she touched cautiously her left thigh. Her hand jumped back as if she had laid it on. It tastes so good. Sweet.Can you see me caressing my balls? No, because you aren’t watching. But I’m squeezing them and rolling them around in my hand. That causes me to leak even more, enough lube to not even need the coconut oil for once. My fist encloses around the hard, throbbing shaft and precum gathers at the top of the fist, but then runs down the fist onto my scrotum and ass. If you were watching, I might let you see me tease my ass, like you do when you suck my cock. I wish you could. "These ones Mistress Mummy," I said turning to face her. "They won'thide may panties then. But I would like to wear the tights tomorrow ifthat's ok." Ok sweetie," she sighed. "But good little girls try not to let peoplesee their panties. And you do want to be a good little girl don't you?" Yes Mistress Mummy." I nodded enthusiastically wanting to please hereven though what she had said made little sense. The girls at nurserywere always flashing their panties. All that bending and.