They just sat there, backs straight, handbags demurelyresting on their laps, as they pouted down at their nails in ill-disguised envy.Eventually she p...t the giggling cheerleader back down and a gave him anaffectionate little squeeze on one of his big, bouncing boobies beforeturning back to the game. The boy just stood for a moment, gazing afterher with his big blue eyes, his little pink tongue runningunconsciously across his swollen, painted lips, before running happilyback to the other. Sorry but I had to.”“Oh, sorry, um, what did your folks say when you brought me home.”“No folks, just me.” Susan watched a shadow pass over Morgan’s face. “Anyway there’s soup almost ready, only a tin of mushroom, sorry. Um do you want to get a bath first?” Morgan waved a hand towards a closed door.“Uh, please if you don’t mind, then I’ll get out of your way.” Susan clutched her pack tightly and disappeared into the offered bathroom.While she was busy Morgan turned the soup down and stripped. She has beautiful breasts and often goes without a bra, they're firm and round and tipped with the loveliest light pink nipples I've ever seen.So here she was, leaning over me, my eyes down on her boobs as I pulled off a strap and moved the dress down to expose one of her breasts."Hey, you, what do you think you're doing," she said with a fake pout to her lips."Just saw this and wanted to kiss it," I shot back and ducked my head down and kissed her breast."Well, do it properly, Jon, if you're. She smiled timidly at me and said that she had to agree that I was indeed very different to Thomas. “So how will you put your underwear and jeans on?” She asked innocently. “When it’s sticking out like it is!” Was she really so naive? “Didn’t you do sex education at school?!” I asked. “Yes we did,” she replied, “but nothing like this.” I told her that I would manage to get my clothes on, although it wouldn’t be very comfortable. “If you left the room it’ll eventually go soft anyway,” I.