." Martha said and smiled. It took a second for my meaning to register her attack on me. "Oh, but Martha, you are my mother's age...” I just fumbled... very confused. “I have known since you were born, my little Anita… but now you a real beautiful woman… and I am not so old for you…” She murmured softly.I smiled at her, but I knew I could not change her mind.Martha was attracted to me, definitely."We cannot tell anyone, not ever". I just told her, as she smiled…Martha was already moving towards. I am 5ft. 9 inch long good looking guy with perfect face cuts girls told me about that now come on the story ye baat tab ki hai jab main chuttiyon main apne mama ke paas haridwar gaya tha mere mama ka haridwar main ek restaurant hai jo ki unka beta sambhalata hai wo bhi meri hi umar ka hai mere mama restaurant main neeche to restaurent hai upar unhone apne rest ke liye ek badhiya double room banaya hua hai main jab bhi waha par jaata hoon to hum dono bhai restaurent main hi sote hai main bhi. "With my face flamed burning in an embarrassment that surely was lifethreatening, perhaps I would have heart failure then hopefully it wouldall end, but it didn't. My humiliation knowing no end I reluctantlyslipped my joggers down revealing my sheer sissy panties, matching thebra in colour and style, the hateful undies he had forced me to wear thatafternoon, the very undies that were leading me into this terriblesituation.My head was lowered in a depth of shame, I couldn't look at her and. Then my hand moved back again and lost as I was in the kiss, moved under her hands to reach the side of her breast. Yes I am a novice and I have only her to speak of as a benchmark and her breast (or whatever little I felt of it) felt both soft and succulent and at the same time firm. Her breasts are the size that would fill my hand brilliantly to be an almost perfect fit. The kind that would make for a great stress reliever ball with the perfect degree of softness and hardness, if I was in.