"My room? I didn't have a room. Not here. Not anymore. I wasn't sure Iwanted one."Apologize to Shelly and then get your clothes," Mom told me, her voi...estern. "We still have to drive to Pine Grove." Yes ma'am" I bit back what I really wanted to say.As I moved in on Shelly's room, I could hear my now ex-BFF stompingaround behind the closed door. From the banging inside, it appearedShelly wasn't having the greatest of days herself.I rapped on the door. The noise stopped."Shelly. It's me, Alex.. Let me describe my wife,she is 5″2 tall,very thin(skinny),very fair with small breast(30C)she has pink nipples and she is beautiful for me and ofcourse to others also but she has a complex that she isn’t.just to lift her confidence i had arranged this sort of fucking session,the boy was also feeling shy as it was his first,so i left them alone in the room,and i waited outside,but i was watching them from the keyhole of the door,they didn’t had the slightest idea that i am watching them,as my. "Go back to your room." He ordered, and left the chambers without another word.The beast did as it was told.It was the following night that my life was forever changed. *The next day I worked in the garden, braving the warm noon sun in a white cotton blouse that did nothing to conceal cleavage, and a short skirt that showed long legs.The Myrnotor was holding a wheelbarrow with one hand and an ounce of his strength while I desperately tested the limits of his mental domination by leaning over. ’ ‘No,’ murmured Camille. ‘Soon everyone will leave. No one will miss us. We have this hayloft and each other, reverend. What more do we need?’ As she spoke she unbuttoned the blouse and let it fall open. She then unsnapped her bra in the front. With one motion Camille drew both garments back and off her. Now she was nude from the waist up. The man gave a faint moan at what he saw. Camille’s breasts seemed too lovely to be real. Ripe and jutting straight out, the flesh at the apex was formed.