”“Look down at your huge titties, Jennifer.”“OH-HELL-YES! Finally, I have a pair of titties I can be proud of.”“You look absolutely stunni...g, Jennifer. Hurry, pull your long skirt up and show me your pussy. I see the others coming out of the house and I want to kiss my new woman’s pussy.”“YES - OH DAMN, Hawley. I just got a big come when you kissed my pussy. Please tell me that your name is tattooed on my pussy lips.”“It is, and you now belong to Hawley Battle – Mind, Body and Pussy. If you. He approached the house and opened the front door with infinite caution. Someone was playing the pianoforte in the sitting room. He tiptoed up the heavily-carpeted central staircase, and crept along the upstairs hallway, but a creaking floorboard betrayed him, and from an adjacent room shot Maggie Dalrymple like an arrow. Her embrace staggered him backwards as she gushed, "Mother says you're going to paint me today! She says I'm to sit for you. That sounds delightful!"She put out her arm to be. ”“I’ll bet you are!” I declared as his confidence was turning up my heat. “I’ll think about it,” I said after a short pause.“Would you care to soak in the spa with me?” He asked after hearing my response to his offer.“Sure,” I said.We went downstairs and grabbed two clean towels from the table and set them nearby as we stripped off what little we had on and climbed into the spa. His eyes went to my tits and mine went to his cock as we settled in.“You’re the hottest looking babe I’ve seen here. And I’m not implying anything either,’ she said, ‘I just wanted to mention it. I can’t offer much but … maybe you ought to think about yourself for a change, but I think that if you could ask him, Sam would tell you to try for a little happiness, you know?’ Rose nodded as she watched, trying to see if Jim was cooking the patties thoroughly without being too obvious about it but after a minute of it, he noticed and they laughed about it. When she asked, he’d smiled and said that he’d learned.