Stop it, stop it, stop it, she screamed to herself! You need help! You are fantasizing about your son, the issue of your womb, fucking you.Quickly Jam...ie rinsed off the soap. She stepped from the shower and started toweling herself dry. She surveyed her form in the full-length mirror on the bathroom door.Lord, she thought. I look like the Pillsbury doughboy! She turned sideways to the mirror. She inhaled deeply then pressed her hands to her abdomen. The action caused her breasts to jut out. Jimmy got up their lips still locked. My useless clitlit was not useless any more it got so fucking hard like it has not in a long time my little pink head peeking out from the tops of my panties and twitching. “I will be right back” Jimmy said and walked to the other room. Kitten spinning around “how do I look Miss Michelle” she said. I sighed ADORABLE. Kitten then took my hand pressing it to her hard false breast as she slowly went to her knees. Looking at the pretty face so young so. Just your cock and me!” He smiled at that, coy but knowing.“I must go. I’m sorry.” He said head down.“Don’t be sorry. You have nothing to be sorry for! You should be proud of yourself.” He nodded, he was confused and reluctant to meet my eye. I opened the door and as he moved to pass through I stopped him and whispered.“Please message me.” I was sincere and he knew it. I really wanted to be with him again and was already sad to see him go.When I was alone I closed my eyes and sighed. I really. " Testing Bras." John admitted."Oh, they are rather something," Miss Bryant laughed."Damned well ought to be the price of some of them," John agreed."I always test one of the deluxe range," Miss Bryant confessed, "They really do offer superb support." Not the ones with the bulbs on?" Samantha queried."Not usually," Miss Bryant agreed, "But let's have a coffee shall we?" she showed Samantha and John into the side office."Actually Samantha, I hoped you would help test the new range," John.