I stepped up and kissed her on the lips, effectively demolishing the last of her objections. Her body went rigid for a moment, then she melted against...me as if her knees were made of water.As she began rubbing her leg against me, I glanced down at her name tag and learned that her name was Claire. "Perhaps you should make sure no one else will walk in?" I asked her.Claire nodded and latched the door shut, then lowered a privacy screen at the top of the changing room. "We've had pervs try to. Again I kissed him on his mouth and his lips like my girlfriends, the other old man and my sisters, were soft and full, warm and inviting, as I fell onto his bad and spent the night with him, after waiting an hour for the Viagra to kick in, we finally did it and after which, I slept like a log.Harry and I became friends and I would go spend time with him during my Uni years. He fed me and became my sugar granddaddy, a good shoulder for encouragement and meals when I ran short, and all I had to. They weren’t quite there yet, but they were definitely growing. They were perky, and her areolas, which used to be the size of a quarter were now larger, about the size of a half dollar.“Yeah, I think so. My areolas too ... look, they’re huge!” Tabitha said.“Maybe your hormones are trying to shift back to normal,” I suggested.“That’s a possibility. Dr. Nitty said that our molecules had changed, could this be a part of it?” Heather asked.“We could always ask.” Tabitha giggled.“Alright shower. She was hesitating but permitted me to remove her saree. She told, “Beta this will be between us no one should know about all this.”“Ok, mom,” I said. Now she was nude in front of me only wearing her blouse. This time I tried to touch her pussy it was very hairy. She stopped by telling this is wrong and you are like my son dear. But her eyes where telling fuck me hard I am yours.I told her I am like your son but not your son. By telling this I just grabbed her and kissed on her lips. She also.