My own cage seemed to be shrinking; it was so cramped that sittingup brought my knees to my chin. I tried to arch my back and push mypelvis up to give...my tits room to breathe. They started to swell as mycage, like my hopes, sank further towards the floor, and I could feel theseams that held the cups and straps together start to stretch and split."Oh god," I whispered, certain that this was it. I closed my eyes, bit mylip... and the growth spurt ceased. My bra was intact, but only hung onby a. Sorrow for leaving the friends and routines of this place. Nervousness for the job to come. Anxious excitement for what Sarah has planned. Friday afternoon finally arrives and as Dave made his way to the mother's room, he saw that the door was closed (occupied). So, Sarah was already there and getting prepared. Dave's excitement grew; what is she doing in there? As he slid into the mother's room, Dave had a very good idea to what Rich felt when had walked in on them. Dave stares in disbelief at. As our tongues danced with each other, mom began to crawl her way onto me. She rubbed her braless breasts into my bare chest as we made out lovingly. After a few minutes of intense French kissing, mom preceded to get up and remove her t-shirt. My god my mom knew how to handle her breasts. She put her arms to her sides and swung her back and forth a bit, almost as if she wanted to “Would you like some eggs Brian?” Mom asked in a very innocent voice “Sure I would, Mom.” I replied. Mom pulled my. "Shhhh," the strangers voice whispers in your ear. "Relax. Do not be afraid. I've been watching you through a small hole in the wall. I was waiting for you to arrive. You and I are going to have a little fun. Are you going to keep quiet?" Eyes wide open, you nod your head up and down. A muffled, "yes," emerging from under his hand. His rough hand removes itself from your mouth and slowly explores your body. His manly hand slides across your small chest, down your flat stomach and around your.