I quickly yield to her touch as she gently massages the soothing lotion into my blazing bum and as I relax it gives her ample opportunity to examine m... pussy. Martha smiles inwardly as she sees the slick nectar oozing from between my Labia and massaging right down alongside them causes the petals of my love flower to open slightly and more slick fluid leaks out. She watches a small puddle start forming on the pillow and after a bit she excuses herself, saying she has to get lunch ready, then. ”“Hello, Beth. I hope you’re doing well.”“Quite good. My company was having a little party to celebrate a great sales month.” She leaned forward exposing her breasts to me and my father.I said, “Beth, have a good time then. I hope you continue to do well.”She shrugged and stumbled a little. She looked at me a moment and then went on her way staggering a little bit. I hope no one would be in her way when she drove unless she sobered up first.After she left the building, Rachel looked at me. I. Her hand was soft and warm and she gently worked my foreskin back and forth, all the time chatting as if it was the most natural thing in the world for us to be doing. In retrospect, maybe it was!I gave her right boob a quick squeeze and enjoyed feeling it through the thin lace. Her nipple came up hard at my touch and I gently squeezed it making her moan affectionately and nuzzle into my neck, so I carried on and eased the shoulder strap down that side and let her tit spill out. I bent. As I suspected, it was one of the pull-on types with no clasps. I picked up the scissors again."Hold still a second," I said. Both Jack and Lisa stopped moving. I pulled outward on the strap, slid the lower blade under it, and then hacked at it several times until the strap parted with a snap. Putting the scissors down, I reached around in front of her and lifted the bra away from her tits. Jack started humping Lisa's face again, forcing her to resume her work.I pushed the sweatshirt and the.