I pushed my body over hers so I was on-top of her, and kissed her breasts, I wanted to reassure her that it wasn't just a one-night fuck because we we...e home alone together - it really meant something. She lay there looking at the ceiling, rambling on about how embarrassed she was and how she felt like such a slut. She said she'd never had sex before, she said she'd always resisted even though she had always wanted it, but she wasn't sure if she should be doing it. Then she clarified, saying. All that jiggling and swaying would beterrible if it went on all day. I also knew I was going to be made to askfor it!"I think I shall need a full over-bust corset, please, Sister Sarah." Why?" Because I need to support them, Sister Sarah." Them? What are 'them', Frilly? What are you talking about, Frilly?It always happens, doesn't it! What do I call them? Tits? Boobs? Breasts?Yes, that's it!"These breasts, Sister Sarah." What? My breasts? Your breasts? Whose breasts are you talking about?Mine. He knocked on the door and the fag opened it up, naked and kneeling on the floor. ?Pathetic? James commented as he swaggered through the door, knocking the fag over. He noticed the boxers he had previously sold himlying on the bed, looking like new – they had been licked clean. ?Jesus Christ,? James said, disgusted. ?Looks like you’ve been busy.? ?Yes Sir, I have. I love you Sir. I love your cock. I love everything about you Sir. I am so grateful?? the fag uttered before James cut him off. . Smith. I was kind of taken by surprise that is one of the last people that I thought I would see or talk to. However I went along with it and we talked for a bit. She told me how she had just retired last year and hadn't been doing much. She kept kind of giving me a certain look I kind of brushed it off thinking it didn't mean much. From that look brought back a memory though. I remembered how i used to get boners from checking her out in class. She was probably in her mid-late 50s and a.