Would that be alright with you?’ Denise agreed to meet him at the bar and reminded him, ‘Don’t forget to bring your camera and be prepared for a...other photo shoot. She didn’t let him know that she was planning to expose not only her breasts, but also her ‘privates’ for the next set of photographs. * * * * * While she prepared her third cuppa, Denise saw it was time for her to call her mother. She picked up her cell phone from its charging stand on the makeshift computer desk, and curled up in. " Yes, sir," I said and tried to paid more attention to where my titties were going. I didn't want to end up as one of Bambi's colleagues, which is what I was sure he was implying. I had problems with my fingernails getting caught in things once or twice, but the effects weren't so noticeable. And my hips and ass were a lot bigger than I'd been used to, although I managed not to knock anything over, but I kept bumping into things I thought were farther behind me than they needed to be.We. At first I thought it was merely discomfort at our cramped position. Then I felt the real reason for his unease pressing into my hip. I jerked my head sideways so I could focus on his face. He was looking at some point above my head, the light was dim but I thought I saw a flush of colour in his cheeks. Indignation swelled inside of me, how dare he!Before I could do anything to indicate my displeasure I felt him quivering. It took a moment for me to identify the cause, laughter. I had no way. “That feels nice,” I said. I had intended to ask her to stop but it hadn’t come out that way. We were silent again as my daughter-in-law continued to caress me. Then she got up from her chair and stood over me. “Bill, you need it and I need it. Why not each other?” Becky blurted out. I looked up at my daughter-in-law in surprise. “What do you mean?” I asked, both afraid of and elated by the answer that I expected. “You are a very handsome guy, Bill,” she responded, slowly getting down to.