I asked "what are your names?" in a cooling tone the light pitched one replied with a smile "Matthew." the other one "Tommy." Matthew had an a...gelic face, slender body, not too tall, not too big, but had a wonderful smile. Tommy was a tad bit more chubbier, but by no means was fat, he is taller then Matthew, and his ‘body language” is a really dominant one, like he owns everything. Now, I wasn't so sure in my sexuality, actually, I was just horny all the time, literally turned on. The excitement surged through her. She pulled it out of the fridge and closed the door.The doorbell chime echoed through the house. Halfway to the stairs, Mallory froze. Whoever it was, she’d have to send them away fast. She walked down the hall, to the front door. She swung the door open, about to offer a greeting. “Hello, I...” She stopped and stared.“Hi, Mrs. Stevens.” Sam stood in the doorway.He’d carelessly left his bike on its side behind him on the front lawn. Mallory looked him up and. I’ll check.”“Bob, I can’t … I mean, I can’t afford to change out my whole wardrobe.”“I wouldn’t ask you to. I buy you some new things, then if you decide to continue, I’ll give you a credit card to use for more and other expenses resulting from what the guys might suggest. I have a feeling they will have suggestions.” I blushed at the thought of him dressing me and the others having ideas of how I might dress for them. He saw my blush but didn’t give me time to get too nervous.“Now, off. I resumed my attentions on her cunt; I even ran my tongue on her anus. She had several orgasms, and I kept on eating her. Finally she said, “Oh, god, please stop; you are wearing me out.”I rolled over onto my back. She got up on her knees and removed her bra. Her large breasts fell forward, and they sagged a little. They seemed out of proportion to her body. I stared at them while she rubbed them and played with the nipples. “I have my mother’s breasts and my father’s slim body build,” she.