I stood in a cream-colored strap bra before the tailor.About the tailor, he was a lean man and had grey hair and he was almost 50 years old. So when I...stood in front of him, he let his hand into his pant pocket and was looking for something. I thought it was for his pencil, only now do I realize he did that for some other reason.So he came near me to take the measurements. I was getting goosebumps when he was near me. I was feeling different. He slowly started taking the measurements. When he. ..she would make Glenda pay for all of the misery those "reprimands"brought her.It was just a question of when she would be able to do so.* * *These memories played over and over in Leslie's head as she continued topush her shopping cart down along the sidewalk. She had risen from thepublic bench to continue her wanderings as she quietly reminisced.About an hour later, the homeless derelict passed at a storefront for anantiques business. She merely glanced at the window......but in doing so,. We kissed as I stroked her neck and back, feeling her warm soft skin. Finally, I felt the catch of her bra and undid it. I slowly pulled the straps off her shoulders and down her arms exposing her tiny breasts. As I put the bra with her other clothes I covered her breasts with kisses until I reached her nipples. They were small but hard and I couldn't resist them. I kissed, then sucked and finally nipped each nipple getting moans from Jen as she reacted to the stimulation.I slid my hands down. I could only look on as my mind raged in turmoil."Ooooooh, Jeremy! Yes! Mommy loves when you do that to her!" she squealed. "Suck my tits sweetie! Suck out all my milk!" Jeremy hefted her fat teat to his lips and squeezed her warm milk into his ravenous mouth. He pursed his lips around her rosy pebble and sucked ounces upon ounces of her sweet tit milk before gulping it down. With his thirst satisfied for now, he resumed his attack on her frothy pink gash below, repeatedly pounding her moist.