They meantnothing to me. All I wanted was to cover up my tits and not have to dealwith them so much. She came back with some lace-covered boxes filled... withbras, and one by one I tried them on. I'll say this for Mrs. Dupree--sheknew her stuff. Those bras fit me like a glove, and brought my rebellioustits under control, or as much under control as they were ever going to be.I bought eight new bras for starters in various colors and styles.By this time Mrs. Sutton had gathered what seemed like a. It's what happens to me if our parents ever find out! They've trusted me to look after my little sister on her second stay away from home without them, and I'm letting her spend the night being fucked stupid."Julie put down her empty tea mug decisively. I think she was fed up with me worrying so unnecessarily."Right, so we need to take your mind off what is happening next door. Is Gustav ready to play with ME at last?" I reckon so!"Sheila moved off the bed and out of our way, put on her. .. I ... it was great, Mom ... you were great ... Not that I have much to compare it too, but, you were amazing..." Well," I said again, pausing to shake my shoulders just a bit, letting my robe fall open a bit more, my right areola just barely remaining concealed, "I want to talk to you about something important. About us ... and about Kira."Dexter's eyes were wider, the bright blue orbs darting from my chest to where I still held his hand. "Yeah ... okay..." I hate to say it this way, but .... “Not bad? I'm giving you a titty fuck.”I groaned, my hand sliding down from her hair to caress her cheek. “Yes, you are. You are amazing, Linda. I don't have any regrets.”Her eyes blazed. Her head turned and her lips pressed into my palm. I groaned, my dick throbbing in the valley of her breasts. The precum leaked out of me. Her nipples caressed my stomach, massaging me while those silky tits pressed around my shaft. My toes curled. Her fingers dug into her tits as she loved me.The pleasure.