. going, please..."David kept staring at her new, big breasts. Lydia was kneading them, then noticed David mesmerized. "They're sooo much bigger. I al...ays felt like I was limited in how much I could please a man before. But these --" she cupped them before resuming caressing them "-- these are what you could call hooters." Boobs." He began running his hands up her sides towards her breasts."Knockers." Jugs." Lydia moved her hands out of the way so that David's could take over."Gazongas," she. " He had looked directly into those magnificent eyes. "Absolutely. Again,I appreciate your bringing this to my attention. I won't forget." And he has not. He's been planning ferociously ever since. She's a loose canon, far too dangerous to his career and avocation to beleft bouncing around free. Fortunately, there's still time. The dumb bitchsealed her own fate when she admitted she hasn't yet mentioned her poisonousobservations to anyone else. Now he just has to make sure she never does.. "Now get up and take that shirt off and kick your pants and underpants off, they're getting in my way." I got up and did as I was told kicking my clothing to the side of the room. I was now standing completely naked rubbing my backside with a ragging erection sticking out in front of me. Mrs Jackson was grinning at my predicament, staring at my cock she reached forward and took hold of it, she then looked up at me and said, "your not supposed to be enjoying this little boy, I think my slipper. “Maple syrup?” she asked politely, proffering the easy-pour container on the tray she was holding.“Oh yeah!” I replied. “What would hotcakes be without maple syrup?”“You’re not American, are you?” she drawled. “Kind of a cute accent though…are you English?”“Sorta,” I answered, more than happy to engage her in whatever conversation was on offer. “Australian actually, Amy – well, I was born in Britain but have lived in Sydney, Australia since I was eighteen.”Right at that moment another family.