She sat sideways in my lap and snuggled her face against my neck. I felt a wet kiss from under the big mane of dark hair. She then took my right hand ...and placed it on a very real feeling boob.“Go ahead, squeeze, Mr. Childers. I won’t mind,” Todd said. “You can even suck on it.”“You haven’t filled them with beer or anything, have you?” I asked Chuck.“Not a bad idea, but I’m just winging these things right now,” he shrugged. “As I was saying, I was lonely and I knew Todd was in his room watching. Pressing your body against mine, trying to force more of your breast into my mouth. The front of your dress is now quite wet with my saliva, and, it is adhering to your nipples like a second skin. I am alternatively nibbling on your nipples and giving firm sucks on the whole areola, drawing it into my mouth where I lash it with my tongue. My fingers are tracing little circles on the backs of your knees, before stroking up the inside of your thighs. At the top of your thighs I track the. "Would you do me a favor?" she asked."Sure mom, what?" he said."I'm getting bored with painting landscapes and still lifes. I was thinking about doing some body work. But I'll need a model. Would you sit for me?" Yeah, I guess. How long will it take?" Oh, I can do it in stages. We can work it into your schedule. An hour here, half an hour there. It won't interfere too much with your routine." OK" he said. "Sure." Are you going out on a date Friday night?" she asked."No, not this Friday" he. Marissa barely had time to sit up when a large body pressed her into the mattress. She couldn't help from letting the tears run down her face as she struggled from underneath the heavy body. Her protests didn't matter to mitchel, he just held her hands down against the bed as he quietly, yet lustfully admired the young face shimmering with tears. He gazed at her delicious lips that were begging to be kissed and made to be wrapped around a cock. His eyes continued down her neck to her tits that.