.. I wanted to let you know I wouldn't mind. Heck, my breasts are so big and different that sometimes I feel like they belong to someone else." Ok, th...anks..." I mumbled, dazed, before going to my room.I sat in my chair, still stunned by what she had said. Part of me wanted to forget about it and move on as if nothing had happened, as if I hadn't been caught peeking. Yet another part of my wanted to go back to the living room and ask her to move the blanket away. The surge of blood in my cock. It might have even been a malnourished bear. This fact seemed to calm down the last reporters and the cops. As maybe the truck was wreaked on a bear or large animal. Yet this did not stop Gabe’s mom from ratcheting up the overly concerned mother behavior. Threatening to stand guard over him, 36 hours a day. Gabe thought it was sweet and even funny for an hour or two, until late that evening when she wanted to prevent both Gabe’s new boyfriend and new girlfriend from coming in the house. Not. “This is for us honey,” Zac smiles at me as Jay groans, shudders and almost screams as he blows,”“Two items off my bucket list today baby,” I smile back“We have had many combinations since I met you honey, never had two women at the same time for me though. You have never met Meg, you might remember she is the lady who helped me dress for you the first time you had me. I have told her all about you and our sex life. She keeps reminding me we should connect sometime, you know she is bi don’t. Her name was Saoirse, which is the Irish word for "freedom". She was a tall, well-spoken and elegant girl who was 2 months my younger. She had the most striking blue eyes I had ever seen; pale and wispy, but at the same time sharp and piercing. Her smile was always so wide and she wasn't stingy about showing it. We never got too far, at most managing a peck on the cheek and a hug goodbye, but I was more than delighted to simply hold her hand as we strolled through town. That girl had my stomach.