Next day she came home looked at me gave a smile and asked where is my mum, I replied she is in kitchen, from then onwards I started admiring her when...ever she used to wash clothes or vessels or sweep outside her home, I used to take books and go sit outside on our staircase admiring her, She knew that I was noticing her and this continued for couple of months, Sometimes she used to come home in a nighty so I used to make excuses and go close to her to see top view of her boobs, one day she. “Now my lad this was one of Jacks favourites, he would do this first, then do it to me and if I did dribble, he would spank me hard. You up for it?” You try to stop me I thought, but all I did was nod. It, that urine stream, was not long coming, it tasted bitter, I spluttered and spat and she laughed, said it was “An acquired taste, but it was something she had got used to, my Jack had said it was a sign of my subservience!” we changed places and after a struggle on my part to overcome my. As we heard the car leaving. I look at my friend, Connie who I knew her when I was a teenager and she was in grammar school. My 1st paying job (outside the house) was to babysit Connie and her brother while their parents was at work. Decades have passed since those babysitting days. Now we were much older, no parents but each of us has a spouse. As I gazed at Connie’s gorgeous body, I looked at her differently. Remembering her as a c***d but now sits a grown woman in her mid 40's. Then fresh. I watched, hoping she would and in a matter of seconds she did just that. I then told her to end the call and to stand, she did. Getting bolder, I had her remove her top as I walked over, removing my T-shirt. Her full, round breasts with eraser size nipples that poked out from the light colored areola, had my cock standing at attention.“Do you like my thirty-year-old tits, Drake?” She asked, taking my hands and placing them on her twin globes.“I most certainly do, Kate,” I replied, squeezing.