" As she talked her shirt slipped down off her shoulders. A second later mom's bra followed."They're beautiful," our new friend enthused as she took a...second to contemplate the rounded surfaces she was about to paint. "And Bonnie, with legs like yours you could ride home to Blacksburg," Fiona scoffed as she undid the button on mom's shorts. I got the distinct impression that Fiona swung both ways.Mom's tits, as I'd known they would be, were outstanding! Bigger and rounder than Fiona's they. Pretty high security for a party. Gate crashers would have one hell of a time. The guard gave Harry a map, which he passed to Annie, his navigator.It was a quick ride to the short-term parking lot near the main entrance. Rather than drag everything inside, we decided to find out where our rooms were, and then park closer.Harry and Annie walked ahead. He sided up to her and raised his arm behind her, waist high. He glanced back, saw me, and dropped his arm.I walked in between the twins. "So, how. Short, Jewish Princess type, with broad hips, a baby face, and a massive chest. I watched her constantly. I wanted nothing more than to put my hands under her blouse and play with those tits — to squeeze them, to rub them, to bounce them up and down, to stick my head underneath her blouse and suck on them, to rub my cock between them until I came! Unfortunately, I’m married, which restricts my non-wife sex life. However, a solution arrived. I first studied hypnotism back in college,. ”As I hastily turned and bent over to pick up my shorts to get one of the condoms from the pocket, I felt Sandra's fingertips brush against my buttocks. “What are them marks on your bum?“ she enquired. “Now who's asking a 'lorra' questions?” I replied attempting to mimick Sandra's accent to cover my embarrassment. “I got the cane a few days ago at school for jumping in the swimming pool with my clothes on,” I blurted. Although I really wanted to keep my caning a secret from Sandra, the.