His touch was making me feeling great and I could not say no, while he was touching. He then asked whether my boobs were soft or hard. I said hard. He... said I doubt and he daringly put his hands over my boobs and pressed it a bit. He then said, Yours is soft to touch but hard in shape. But still my BIL was showing no signs of getting hot so I was thinking whether he is touching me on purpose or was really very professional. His non-excitement was giving me a sign he was a professional and was. As they were talking Tommy was trying to be sly acting like he was looking at his phone but was really taking in his mom's body. She had on a little white cami top like she would normally wear around the house. When she was at home she wouldn't wear a bra with it and the thin, nearly sheer material hugged her small breasts and did nothing to hide her nipples poking through. The gray leggings looked just as nice from the front. The soft material snugly wrapped her thighs and hips and the seam. That alone made her look hot, but the rest of her was put together very well. She was a tad over slender, with curves in all the right places. She had a nice rear end that pushed out just the right amount and her breasts, while not huge, gave the impression that she didn't always need a bra. The clincher for Jayne, however, was her smile. She could charm anyone with that smile. She seemed to always be in a good mood. I met both of them shortly after they moved in. After the usual pleasantries,. "H-here you go then," the trainer stammered, reaching out a shaking hand and letting the copper coins drop ominously into the guardian's skeletal hand.Misty then leaped back, suppressing a yelp as the long bony fingers clamped shut around the coins with the snap of old dry bones before the guardian became a guide, turning its back on the trainer and gliding silently into the house.Misty gulped down her fear, wishing Miranda could have accompanied her to the Gym, but thankful at least for the.