I never realized how beautiful and petite you were going to be. You're like a delicate doll that has to be touched carefully to preserve their beauty.... I'll tell you up front that I want to make love to you, but not without your full permission. I would never harm or hurt you. That, you must believe!"Thank you for being honest and straight-forward with me. This was all Bob"s idea and I let him talk me into his scheme. I don't think I could ever sleep with a man other than my husband. You're very. .. the salesgirlknows..." Now Tom, she just complimented you on the sweater. That's all." Jensmiled. Then with a firm tone she continued. "Now we're not leaving hereuntil we finish our shopping. All our shopping." Tom gulped hearing the emphasis she put on the word ?all'. Then as hestood there, Jen moved along the counter examining several bras. She'dalready picked out three or four for herself. "Oh Tom," Karen called from another counter. Tom looked. She was smilingimpishly and holding up a. Whenever he wanted to be, even going as far as disguising himself as a brick wall, by painting his face and clothes the color of brick and mortar, he was invisible to anyone walking by him. He’d breakdown his house once a week when the dump truck emptied his dumpsters. Able to squeeze themselves in spots as narrow as a quarter, every time they moved the dumpsters, the roaches would run out of their hiding spots behind the wheels or from tiny cracks in the mortar of the brick wall. Before he. .. but his mom had a BODY. Almost as if by reflex, his hand started moving very slowly over his penis, massaging it very lightly.His mind started to work overtime. My god, he thought, that's mom. Why make a tape of herself? Why am I still watching? Are those her nipples? Holy fuck... the leotard's crawling up her ass. What an ass... He was very dimly aware that as she went through the routine, tits bouncing and ass gyrating, she was talking as well, though not loudly enough to be heard over the.