” “Hello Kylie. This is my niece Joanna.” We shook hands. Hers was soft, with delicately-shaped fingers but a strong grip, “Holly and Buster a...re all saddled up and ready for you, Gemma,” she said. Buster, a large, spirited chestnut stallion, was Gemma’s own horse; Holly, a smaller, and quieter dapple-grey mare, was the horse Gemma usually booked for me. “You put my other saddle on Holly, did you?” Gemma asked. “Oh yes.” I sensed something knowing in Kylie’s voice and the almost imperceptible. "The way she said 'backache, ' I knew it was the ache of a woman carrying around several extra pounds, primarily in her tits and Vivian was carrying around several extra pounds. She had a roll of fat around her middle and these huge jugs that swung back and forth every time she moved. Fortunately, her job didn't require a lot of walking or she would probably have beaten herself to death with her own boobs but I knew even without working the floor, she got a lot of movement in a day's time and. We popped in the movie and got comfortable, my head resting on his chest and his arms around my shoulders. After a while, I excused myself to the bathroom, returning back in a black teddy and lacy thong. I cleared my throat, leaning against the doorway, a come-hither look on my face. His jaw dropped and he lost the ability to form words as he looked back at me. I had to admit, I looked great; while I wasn't slender, I was taut with curves and C-cup breasts. I walked over to where he was sitting. "Of course it's true!" Kate laughed. "My brother digs balling his sisters!"The dark-haired girl coyly reached down and lovingly massaged her brother's crotch. Michael just stood there, looking helplessly at Diana, unable to say anything. However, Kate's hand eventually left the front of his jeans. The bulging strain under his fly told the whole story.Diana felt like she should be angry, but all she felt was relief. The confrontation with Michael had been met and was water under the bridge now..