It was several weeks later that Jean asked to see the pictures of her sister and as we looked through them she made comments about her sister’s app...earance, the poses and locations for the shots. I asked if I could keep the pictures and she agreed on the understanding that I did not say anything about them to anyone. Having seen my sister-in-law I thought I ought to let Ian see some pictures of Jean and was wondering if I could use the same memory stick. I deleted all the pictures of Marion. When I gently worked my fingers into the soft folds of her furry puss I was pleasantly surprised to discover she could still produce lubricating juices though no where near as profuse as they once were. She even sighed as I probed deeper and almost shocked me when she grasped my cock and started to gently stroke it automatically, but her soft snores confirmed she slept on. She,s always loved to have her titties played with and her giant nipples sucked on so I took turns like a big baby as I. It was a bit far away and I took our car. I had just then learned driving and hesitantly decided to use the car. I wore a white cotton saree and as I was going to the parlor for whole body waxing I decided not to wear my costly bras.A look at the mirror before leaving brought smile to me on seeing my own huge breasts. But as I was going in a car from home to parlor I didn’t mind it. Had I gone in bus or taxi, a hundred pairs of eyes might have ogled at my heavy boobs that day. We had bought a. " Chris..." he said, pleading. Did he think I was testing him? Just teasing him? Did he suspect the extent of what I wanted to happen?I ushered them out the door. I think Laura was really warming to the idea. She had eyes only for my man. Ron, on the other hand, was looking everywhere but at the hot little babysitter.I watched them make their way down the sidewalk and turn right. Her house was only about three blocks away. I was already fantasizing about what she might say to him along the way..