Just too bad you didn't tell me more about that 'strange stuff.' I could've kept it warm for you until your next shore leave." You'll do all right on ...our own, Pop. Get a piece of ass for me, huh?" Sure, kid."They embraced. Then Jack, the son, left to catch his ride back to his ship and Matt, the father, settled down in an easy chair with a fresh can of beer to think in private about what it would be like to be young again.Matt grumbled when the doorbell rang a few minutes after Jack had gone.. I am 5ft 4 inch tall therefore her boobs were pressing a bit below my chest. She wears sari while out of house. I don’t much wear jean-pants and my crouch pressing against her stomach just above her pussy. As I was standing very close I could just see from above into the gap of her pallu and see the cleavage. I started getting erection. I could not help. It was all tight and as it happens in excitement, I was pressing it against her body. She said nothing. I also swooshed lightly on her boobs. Oh yes, he was very smooth — and I loved it. “So, what time would you usually come here, Gail?" he asked, interrupting my thoughts about the tingle on my arm, my breast, and the throb in my pussy.“Ah, well… hmm, usually mornings, I think. Unless I have an appointment. When is the best time, Troy?" He knew exactly what I was asking and answered with a flirty smile. "Mornings are good. Always good trainers here. I’m here most Mondays through Thursday. On Fridays, I have my special classes, more. I would stare at the breast which was growing bigger and bigger week after week. They wer real firm and i would accidentally touch them while moving my hand around her stomach. She would hold them and cream them and her stomach and i would help putting on the lower side. I did enjoy as when i touched her belly button she would giggle. She would say do it again and i would do as advised, soon she started guiding my fingers to her boobs and nipples tinged with pink nipples and cream she would.