Without waiting for Sarala’s response, I started unhooking the buttons of her blouse which incidentally was placed in front side. without wasting mu...h time, I removed her blouse and gave complete freedom to her big boobs. Then I threw the blouse on the rock, and had a deep close look at the beautiful body of Sarala at my disposal. I moved my hands and kept it around her waist. Sarala was standing completely nude, so as mine and there was hardly 2 or 3 inches gap between us. I cupped her. R.I.N.G boring. Mostly I suspect that's my fault, but I'll get to that in a minute.I'm 17-years-old and live I with my parents, as of course do most 17-year-olds. My father - Louis - is a 36-year-old jovial giant with dark hair, while my mother Mary is a good-looking 34-year-old brunette with a stunning 36C-23-36 figure. I know that because I went with mum to a dress fitting one Saturday morning, a chore you can just bet I wasn't happy with. Not that with my life I had very much else to do, but. ?But ? uh ?. I? Tabby stuttered. Raising my eyebrow at her I questioned her with my face. She blushed brilliant red and lowered her eyes. ?I don’t have a bra on. You told me not to wear one.? she whispered. ?And I am pleased that you obeyed me in that. But you are still to do as I ask. Leave your jacket at the door and return to me. Walk very slowly back to the table as I wait for you.?Chapter Two Tabby blushed furiously, but did as she was told. She returned to the entrance of. “You like my new nightee?” Jasmine asked rubbing hernipples in front of her. “It looks a lot better on methan your old saggy body doesn’t it?”“Yes mistress.” Mary replied panting. “It’s yoursmistress. You look so beautiful. Please may I lick yourpussy mistress.”“Maybe later.” Jasmine replied giving her large tit’s alight slap and turning around. She bent back rubbingher butt on Mary’s crotch as the woman just.