She was finally beginning to relax.I slowly finished unbuttoning her dress and started fondling her breasts through her bra. She leaned forward so I c...uld release the bra's clasp, thus freeing her beautiful tits. They were remarkably firm for a woman who with two children.I told her, "Jean, you have a wonderful set of tits."She smiled broadly and replied. "You really think so? Thank you."When I moved my mouth to her nipples, they had already become hard and extended. They were the size of large. What about the size of her areolas? Were they oval or circular? Light or dark? Bumpy or smooth. Her nipples were essential too, were they big or small, indented, fatter at the ends, or even, like an eraser?No matter what they were, Billy knew he would love to mark it down. All his sexual data that he recorded he kept in a spreadsheet app on his phone along with photo references for personal veiwing. The vast majority of his data largely consisted of random porn stars. The remainder were family. He brought his hand down on my chest,caressing my small tits,he tweeked my nipple and it felt like a lightning bolt shot through my body down to between my legs,he pushed me down onto the bed,my legs still over the side and began kissing my nipples,as he nibbled on them i could feel tingling between my legs,i was shaking and it felt so good.I felt his hand on my knee slowly move up my leg,under my skirt and stopped just at my tight white knickers.I thought my heart would stop,my legs started. "Is it for me, or for that gorgeous actress." She bit my earlobe.I jerked my head back to mock glare at her."Both of you," I stated firmly, without expression. "I'm a slut, remember?" Tsk," she said, wrinkling her nose as if in disgust, shaking her head, her eyes dancing."Come on, silly Sally. You're about to have some fun."On stage, the pony tail swung as the tall man waved his arms to emphasize his exuberant words. He held a half empty magnum of champagne in one hand, and a tall paper cup in.