"Please. Have a seat while I fetch him for you."The large woman's step had a bounce to it as she left Belle standing alone. She couldn't sit so she pa...ed while studying the art work and other items on display.Heavy footsteps could be heard behind her so she turned around and found Jeffrey approaching briskly. "Belle! I didn't expect to see you. But I'm so glad you came. Are you okay?" He stopped in front of her, making her feel so small and delicate. He gently cupped her shoulders with his. When she did this in the house she was wearing no panties so that the effect was maximised.On the second night, after Jen had gone to bed, Mia started asking me about what boys thought of girls and what should she do about this particular boy who was paying her attention. She asked me what the boy had meant when he asked her for a smelly finger. I was a bit blindsided but recovered and turned it back on her."What do YOU think he wanted?"She said " I suppose to feel between my legs." How would. She could see a large, three-storey grey walled building and walked towards it. Once outside, she noticed the brass plaque on the wall with the initials “FCI” on it and reached for the intercom. She pressed the button and it buzzed. She waited.A few moments later, the intercom crackled, and she heard a woman’s voice.“Hello. Can I help you?” The crackled voice asked.“It’s Joanne Wilson. I have an interview with Ms. Savage at 10.30.” Joanne replied.“Push the door and take the stairs up to the. .. Mm-hm...”A pretty blush had started rising on my mother’s freckled cheeks, and soon her breasts and the silver necklace between them were bouncing and jiggling as my thrusts instinctively became more agitated. Her nipples were big, dark and hard, unlike how I’d seen them before, and I could feel little shivers and twitches going through her.A gentle missionary style coupling slowly built up to a bed-slamming, womb-blasting orgasm which made my mother’s wide open legs twitch, and mom being.