When she announced that she would be taking a shower, I jumped at the opportunity to see her naked. She closed the bathroom door, and hopped into the ...hot shower. Quietly, I opened the door, and took a peek inside. Through a crack in the shower curtains, I saw a long thin body, with I'd say 36D breasts, and a clean-shaved vagina. The next day, I anxiously ran home from school, getting very excited to do a little more experimenting with the bag in my moms sock drawer. . I think the bitch is no good at cocksucking. But I like it harder. I ram my cock deep into her mouth and throat, and start attacking at her breasts . Aaah , that's good , now she twitches , bucks and jerks her whole body to avoid the blows . It looks cool how her tits are dancing back and forth , these perfect melons . My dick is hard again now, because with every gasp she pushes my cock further down her throat . Now I take off my belt and start whipping her tits . The suppressed screams coming. I went straight to the laundry basket, lifted the lid, and immediately saw the bikini. My breath was quickening and my heart raced as I took the bikini she had been sunbathing in, out of the basket. I held the soft toweling to my face. I ran my hand over the bikini top, imagining it still supporting her 38B breasts. I raised the cup to my mouth and tongued and sucked where I thought her nipple would have been. It became wet with my licking. I then took the bikini bottoms and examined the. She did not want to show any sign that could be considered weakness in front of the man who appeared to be studying her. Then again she was the probably the most interesting thing in the place. The blanket slipped off a shoulder as she took her hand and placed it over her heart and whispered. ‘I was called Margaret,’ she doubted he understood but felt it was important to try and introduce herself. Her words sounded strange in his ears but her voice told him much. She was afraid, afraid of him,.