"Twenty-four," she said."Good," I said, my mind spiralling away with a myriad of unasked questions."What are your vital statistics?" I asked for I nev...r have known and Sara would never tell me."I'm five foot three, with a 34C, 24, 35 figure," she said.Well, well I mused she has a 'C' cup pair of tits and very nice they are too."Tell me about your breasts," I asked. "When did they arrive?" I was 11," she said.I stopped for a moment not sure if I wanted to ask the next question."Who was the first. It was kind of frightening. She was still smiling as she dragged her trunk up to the house and sent Miranda back with a wheelbarrow for the other goods.After a cold supper, she sat at the dining room table with the cook, who was called Lucy, and the young black girl who was about her age. "I have three people coming over this week," she said. "A cook and her daughter and a very old man. I do not need two cooks. Nor two maids or kitchen helpers. What shall we do?" I'd like to stay and be your. I still managed to hold on."Take the shirt off your head and cum all over my face," Julie said as Patrick pulled out and she dropped to her knees between us.I let her continue stroking my shaft while she began playing with herself. I could see Patrick stroking his cock through his shadow. I didn't want to look up and see his dick in fear of losing my hard on, so I just kept my attention on Julie. I couldn't wait to see my cum splash all over her face."Cum on my face. Cover my face with that hot. As I watched his back, ass and legs rise from the water the small flame grew to a campfire, I couldn't deny the surge of want that engulfed my womb. I reached my arms up so he could lift me to the boat, when he did my eyes were locked on the hefty bulge that his wet briefs formed around, I was staring at his cock and the image of it hard slammed into my womb and added more fuel to the growing flames. I grabbed my shirt and tossed it over my shoulders to warm me but the evaporating drops of lake.