I was sleeping in between my mom and s*s. I was wearing only a lungi as we had only two pairs i had washed the other pair. After few hours of sleep i ...oke up due to some sound outside. But when i woke up i saw my mom’s boobs moving up and down due to the breathing. The a****l in me was rising. I slowly placed my hand on her belly and i checked whether she was awake but i saw she was sleeping heavily. With that courage i slowly moved my hands onto her boobs and slowly pressed them. I felt. " he said, acting like it was nothing. "Well then why in the hell do I wear a C bra?" I replied, not giving up that I was in desperate need of a boob job. "What the fuck ever, let me see it then." I complied, and took my bra off, leaving me in a very flimsy shirt. He took it and read the tag. "You need a bigger bra, because you're a D." "Thanks for the update." Then we just laid there for about 30 seconds, and he moved his had to about an inch about my breasts. "I don't know why, but I really. It was enough to know that he was the one they thought about when alone late at night. Their reckless sex with him would someday be the video they replayed in their heads, he thought, when their pencil-dicked husbands fell asleep after a five minute screw. He got what he wanted from the arrangement and, so far as Tommy was concerned, fair’s fair. The extracurricular interest in him, he learned, wasn’t confined to the student body. One afternoon before practice, the coach told Tommy the school. ...so you can watch."My heart was pounding, and I could already feel myself become flushed from arousal. We never really talked about how we were going to do it so I just had to follow her lead. I got back to the room as quickly as possible. Perfume hung heavy in the air, and as I looked around I noticed our personal items had been put away and the bed was made and turned down. What was she doing? I quickly showered and got dressed. Now what. As I paced around anxiously checking my phone I.