And her legs were to die for. But, in feelings that were growing ever more clear to her, she also knew that her breasts were pitiful. Not even handful..., they were little more than small mounds on her chest, barely breaking the flat plane of her torso."At least I save a fortune on bras," Kelly had remarked once, in reference to her tits. Her date at the time had agreed heartily as well as loudly, and that had been their last date.Wow, these shoes really made her legs look good. She posed several. If I have to go into town-" Did you fuck a Yankee for our pigs, Ma?" His voice was upset, because he knew better than to ask."Mr. Patterson sold the piglets to us, you know that. I did not lie with him. On your father's grave, I swear. And neither is he a Yankee. He's from Maryland, and he moved south to join the Confederacy." I don't like him." My son's eyes narrowed. "You shut up about him, Ma. I decided to bed you, and don't you try to talk around it."My hand went to my mouth. "No, Son! It's. Whenever Dominic would request that they leave a little earlier in the morning, Kathleen knew exactly why he made that request. It became an unspoken agreement. At times, they would make a detour and park in some abandoned lot. At other times, she would simply wait for him in our garage, smiling at him from her knees.I couldn’t understand what she gained from their affair, as the sexual pleasure was entirely one-directional. She couldn’t quite explain it, either, but insisted that she enjoyed. I then pulled her face close to mine, and started kissing her passionately, feeling her tongue rub mine as I pulled her naked body tight to me. As we kissed longer, I could feel my cock start to stiffen slightly, even though I had come only a few minutes before. I rubbed her breast with my palm, letting her nipples graze across my fingers, loving the renewed passion as she responded to my caress. I turned her to the side, then let her drop down onto the couch, moving my mouth back to her.