My breasts have always gotten me compliments. My best features, if you ask me, are my butt and my legs. I always keep them tanned and toned. Not that ...my dipshit husband ever noticed. One day, about a year ago, I was just about to dye the gray streak in my hair brown so I could hide it when my son stopped me. "Leave it alone, mom. I like it. It makes you look sexy." You actually like this streak of gray? It makes me look old! Wait. Did you just call me sexy?" Yes, mom. I always thought that dad. ” “That sucks,” I laughed. “That’s funny.”“I saw what you did there with the pun,” she giggled.“There’s no way you give head as well as Shelly does though, that girl could suck a golf ball through a garden hose.”“Really? Mark never seems to complain.”Maybe it was the alcohol talking because I don’t think I would have done it without my buzz, but I said, “Well I can’t just take your word for it,” giving her my confident smile. Neither of us was generally the type to cheat but at that moment I. Lindsey followed her into an exam room, where the nurse cheerfully took her blood pressure and weighed her, before asking her to undress. "Um, I don't see a gown..." Lindsay looked around the room, but didn't see anything for her to cover herself with, not even a paper sheet. The nurse smiled and gave a short laugh. "Oh, we don't use them here. Dr. Anderson believes in examining his patients without any encumbrances." Lindsay just stared, feeling hot blood rush to her face. She was expected to. .. until her bottom began to rub my crotch.When I laid her dress on a nearby chair and unfastened her front-hook bra, her hands went to her modest sized tits, hiding them from my eyes and hands both. However my kisses seemed to loosen her up. When her hands reached upward to capture my head and hold it to herself, my hands found those B-cup breasts with the hard little nipples and took great pleasure in tweaking them.Eventually I eased her full cut rayon panties down her legs and fondled her.