With a coy, mischievous smile, she reached around her back and unhooked her bra. Almost always having worn tight white pull-overs, I had guessed my br...de-to-be to be at least a 34C cup. Having caught glimpses of them while bending over with looser fitting tops excited my imagination. Of course, they had always hidden in rigid, fantasize quenching, Playtex bras, always white with an abundance of stitching and always combined with the strictly enforced ‘do not touch’ rule. So imagine my surprise. " That's just 'cause I loosened it up for ya," I argued, folding my armsunder my tits."Oh really? Then how about ..." Ollie remarked as he leaned past me tograb another bottle out of the refrigerator. This, he opened with thesame lack of struggle. "Oh, look, I got that one too." It probably wasn't slick!" I hissed even as I felt my cheeks heat up.It was just because my hands were so soft. That was why it had hurt,and the pain was the only thing that had kept me from doing exactly whatmy. ”Bob stood, his cock straining at his shorts. Marla stared down at it, noticing her daughter was, too. She placed her palm on it, and then closed her fingers tightly.“Oooh, Bob!” she whimpered hotly. “It’s very hard! Ohhh, and so big, too! I bet you loved this cock in your pussy, Sally.”Sally nodded her had, watching her mother’s naked body. She licked her lips, seeing her mother’s hand squeezing Bob’s cock through his shorts. Marla pulled her son’s shorts to one side, revealing his. The two households did not meet until late afternoon when Brian drove Betty, Stan and Molly around to Jeff and Jean's for his guests to go off with their son and daughter-in-law, the two J's as they were nicknamed, to go out for the evening to have a meal and their talk. They did not know how late they would be so Betty had the bright idea that Hilda and Norm should stay with them for the night or perhaps longer, so it would not matter what time Jeff, Jean and his parents got home, and they.