He had tied me under the trap door which he'd opened to the roof, so the moon cast its blue light over both of us. Jason circled me slowly, touching a...l my curves and bumps, kissing, fondling, even tickling me a little."You got some fine-ass titties," he said after a long silence. "Not too big, not too small. Just like oranges." A hand went out and I felt his thumb working on one of my nipples. He was standing very near now and I saw him lift his cock and rest the head of it against my bare. He booked me in and two weeks later I was the proud owner of a 36c pair of perfect breasts. Daddy said they were as much a present for him as they were to me and bathed the stitches lovingly every day and night until the in wounds healed and I could slip into a sexy bra at last. I like to go bra less a lot as they jiggle around perfectly and guys almost drool over them.I tidied the house and sat with Daddy on his knee as he read the morning paper. He kissed me in between reading stories and I. She lookedup at him with lusty eyes. She was ready to get serious.She went to work on his meat. She had become anenthusiastic cocksucker. I couldn’t believe it. My wifewas blowing one of my best friends literally right infront of me!He encouraged her by running his hands through her hairand guiding her head up and down his spit soaked length.He was really getting into my wife sucking his big cockas I could see by the look of ecstasy on his face. Shecontinued to stroke and suck his dick. She stood in what was now the living room, but it looked like an old sitting room. A beautiful gold fabric settee faced the fire place, where a large fire burned. It wasn’t carpeted, but instead had a beautiful rug. Brenda looked around her in fascination when she herd someone coming. Fear blossomed in her heart and she ran around the side of the settee. To her shock, a young man lay there dead asleep to the world. His black hair was curled over one eye, making him look a scoundrel. Fear.