Cleveland had told me that John was a breast man, so I chose cowgirl style. I straddled his hips and inserted his erect but only semi-hard cock into m...e. I rose up and down on him and felt it continue to stiffen. I had deliberately focused on those thigh and calf muscles in my workouts, and I was glad I had. He lifted his hands toward my breasts and said, "May I?" I leaned over so he could more easily reach my breasts, placing my hands beside his shoulders. I honestly had not thought that I. I hate to think of how your mom would have taken it if you had succeeded." I know. I've thought of that too. I don't think she could take it if I did it, not after Bernice and all. I did it mostly on impulse, because of what that damn Earl pulled. You know the funny part? She didn't get that upset when he dumped her. She told me she liked the attention he was paying her, but that she already knew that Earl wasn't someone that would end up being special to her. I didn't come here to talk about. She weighed down the hem slightly with a plastic hoop to ‘hold the bottom rounded’, so she said. The result was that the upper tips of the eyes were centered just above her nipples so nipples and half of each breast were easily visible.She gave me an inadvertent preview of how lusty that would be when her nipples hardened and extended past the shirt. After checking the mirror, she decided to expand the eyes because, “I have to sew up the edges so they don’t look frayed.” Since I knew better. "We do?" Her impish eyes shined, "what are we going to do?" I thought you were Linda," I said."That doesn't answer my question." A big grin spread her lush lips."That will definitely be for another day." Betty nodded her head in understanding and sat down across from me."There is one thing I would like to talk to you about," Betty was four years widowed and she had been hanging around our house regularly since her husband was killed in a car crash. She was similar in build to Linda with.