Nine out of ten times this will happen when Zeenat will be in leggings and her hips will be on display. His touch would immediately make her wet and a...oused, also Zeenat loved being called a good girl, her dad used to call her that often when she was young. Obviously this will not happen in front of Salma.Another thing that he would do was lie down on her lap. Especially at night when Salma has gone to sleep and They are busy watching TV. He will lie down on the sofa and rest his head on her. As far as Karen was concerned, I still thought my long game approach was valid, although I had plans for her in the near future. And then there was the hapless Sharon. So far I had made her dress up in a silly outfit and collar, clean the house in high heels, stand in a corner and tied her hands behind her. What was next? I hadn't decided yet. Why was I doing this? I enjoyed toying with her, having control over her. This worried me a bit when I thought about it, so I didn't think about it. It. "Brenda crawled onto the bed and caressed my chest, "Did you want to wait?"I laughed and pulled her down against me as I waved and the lights dimmed, "sleep Brenda."It took several minute before I fell asleep. My dreams were mostly quiet except one with my grandfather pointing to my old wooden trunk. I woke to hands caressing my body and stroking my growing cock. Brenda whispered, "God your thing is big."I cupped her firm breasts, "It will fit."She shuddered and grinned at me, "yeah but I've. ." is all Helen could mange in this strange situation "If you want to see them" Susan said "just say" To my amazement I heard Helen utter the words "okay then" As she said this Susan unclipped her bra and put it on the side. My gaze was fixed on her breasts which were quite large, milky white like the rest of her skin and nipples which were a total of around two inches across. Her breasts looked amazing for her age, they didn't sag too much and her nipples pointed straight ahead and were.