" You know how hard it is to find someone that doesn't care about things?" I said confusingly."What are you talking about, mom? What things?" You saw ...hem! My breast! They're hideous! Stan used to think they were beautiful!" I stammered."I only saw them briefly, mom. But they were not hideous, I thought they were quite different but appealing." He offered. "I could make another assessment, I suppose."Sean was stroking my hair again and brushing my face, my tears, with the back of his hand. He. " It won't make a difference, because it wasn't the tune up's that bothered me. It was all the other things I believed. I listened to what you told me before, and I've been thinking about that, and about other things too. Are you sure you could give up doing the tune up's, that you could still be happy?" I'm sure I could give them up easier than I could give you up, and that I'd be happier that way than this way. Mostly though, I'd be happier if it stopped you from feeling so bad about us like. As soon as we entered she held my hand and confessed that she was very wet inside the theatre.I said ‘so what are you waiting for now’.She grabbed my hand and placed a nice juicy French kiss. I pushed her onto the bed and started rippling off her clothes. Whatever she was wearing.Oh man what a smooth body, light brown nipples. I straight away got onto the lovely tits.It was 3 degrees outside but in there we were sweating. She held my 7 inch cock and said Amit I have been waiting from the time. She snaps out of it and hears the footsteps behind heragain. She tries not to panic. She runs in her home and locks the door. She peeks out the window and see no one. She calms down and gets up. She walks to the bathroom to wash her face. She leans down and splashes water on her face. She looks up and sees something out of the corner of her eyes. She walks to her room to investigate. She tries to turn on the light. It does not work! She became a little scared. Suddenly she is grabbed from.