I pushed my face into the pillow and murmured a few chosen words to myself, trying to release some of the building irritation. I knew it wasn’t real...y fair to be irritated at them; after all, this was their home and probably their usual morning routine. It was just that ever since moving to my own place, I was used to sleeping-in on my days off, not to be abruptly woken up this early in the morning! But by now I was already awake, so I sat up on the bedside. My old room had been turned into a. His shorts, now undone, ended up sliding down of their own accord and he stepped out of them. She shuddered a little in anticipation as he did so. Now he eased her t-shirt over her head just leaving her standing in her wet skirt. He ran his fingertips down her neck and leaning in kissed her. She shuddered again, and then again as he ran his fingertips down her beautiful, pendulous breasts. He reached her hardening nipples and leaning forward he first licked and then suckled the now hard tips.. I had a good guess as to who had sent it but no proof. I couldn't find anything but a gift receipt. I had no evidence, but I guessed that Michelle was into these kinky things and sent me a hint. I had to smile and put the box in my bedroom for future use.When I went through my mail, I found a formal looking card and opened it to find I'd been invited to a formal neighborhood dinner at some fancy golf club called "The Highlands." It was being sponsored by the local Home Owners Association I now. This is a true story,happened a few years back now,when I was a bit younger about 18,19 years old if I remember correctly.Anyway Myra Ogg was the mother of the girl I was going out with at that time,now Myra would have been in her early 40's and her youngest daughter,the one I was seeing was my age 18/19 years old.Now Myra was not a tall woman about 5 foot 5 and quite chunky with it,but she did have massive tits,huge huge titties,and at that age I found them fascinating...lol,so Myra had just.