Chapter 2

I sat in a chair with Rochelle on my lap, and we waited for her mother to come home. I knew I would be a very lucky man if I could pull this off, and leaned over and kissed Rochelle passionately on the lips, and then lightly caressed her soft tits. I loved how her tit filled my hand, and I rubbed her hard nipples. I continued to kiss and caress her. I heard Rochelle moan when I started to slide my hand up her thigh, and smiled when she opened her legs. I teased her and twirled my finger through her soft pubic hair, but wouldn't touch her pussy, and loved how her hips twisted to get my fingers inside her. I moved my finger down across her firm thigh, and then pushed my hand back up under her skirt, and caressed her naked pussy, and pushed two fingers inside her. It was a nice to feel her pussy without any cotton panties in the way. I continued to tease her, and would slide my finger along her slit, and then caressed her clit, and then shoved two fingers inside her and worked them quickly in and out. I soon had Rochelle wet and moaning. I hated to, but stopped when I heard the front door open. I licked her sweet nectar from my fingers and said, "Tonight's the night Ro, and I'd love to see you make that bitch pay. Ready? You can do this, believe in yourself, and remember that I love you, and will never let her hurt you again." I know it was a little sappy, but I wanted Rochelle to let go, and I took a deep breath, and got ready.

Susan Williams drove home after a hard day at the office, and she was glad to be home. Her feet hurt from her heels, and when she pulled into her driveway she cursed her daughter's boyfriend. "How many times do I have to tell that asshole not to block my garage door?" Susan was a little concerned about confronting him, because lately her daughter's boyfriend just plain scared her. He was downright creepy and Rochelle acted so strange when they were together. Susan made up her mind right then she would put an end to their relationship. Susan parked beside Billy's car, entered her house. She kicked off her heels by the front door, and entered the living room to tell her daughter she was not allowed to see Billy anymore, and then she would happily kick her daughter's lazy boyfriend out of her house once and for all, but stopped in the doorway because something seemed wrong.

Rochelle was a little nervous, but knew in a few moments Billy would break her mother, and she would be free. Rochelle leaned back, and kissed Billy, and whispered, "I'm OK. Let's do this." Rochelle turned her attention back to her mother, but she almost laughed at her mother's reaction as she stopped in the doorway. She watched her mother for any reaction when Billy slid his hand slowly up her thigh and then under her jean skirt. Rochelle felt her skirt pushed up high on her thighs, and loudly moaned, "MMMM... YYYEEEESSSS!" when he rubbed her wet pussy again, and leaned back and waited for the fun to begin.

"Good your finally home Mrs. Williams. Hurry up and get naked. After you're naked I want you to crawl over here and suck my cock. Come on baby take it off. What the fuck are you waiting for; let's see some skin. Oh baby, look at your sweet mouth. It's made to suck cock. Get over here, and suck me with that beautiful mouth Mrs. Williams." I was scared shitless when I saw Susan's eyes narrow, and could tell she was pissed. It was too late to take it back, and this was only the beginning. I knew I had to rattle her and get her off balance, and then the fun would begin.

Susan almost had a heart attack by the way this insolent brat talked to her, and she screamed, "SHUT UP! Rochelle, you will cover yourself this instant young lady! And you, young man will leave my house and never bother my daughter again. GET OUT! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Susan felt such relief when she yelled at Billy to go home. She was sure her problems were now over.

I knew I had to keep pushing Susan, and said, "Damn, what's her problem Ro? You'd think she's never been asked for a blowjob before, and it's not like I didn't ask first." I pushed Rochelle's skirt up a little higher, and ran my finger along her labia. I lightly caressed Rochelle, and thought about if I could really pull this off, and asked Ro, "Is there something wrong with your mother?"

"She's just a frosty bitch that needs a good hard fucking." Rochelle carefully watched her mother, and took her cues from Billy.

"Wha... ?" Susan thought she had misunderstood her daughter's words, and charged into the living room. She had to separate them forever, and was going to physically remove Billy if necessary. She stopped in the middle of the room because when he spoke she was stunned.

"Damn Mrs. Williams, I love that shade of lipstick. I can't wait until those ruby red lips are working on my hard cock, and after you swallow, make sure to wipe off any streaks of lipstick you left behind. Why aren't you taking off your clothes Susan? Once your naked, I'll give you a mercy fuck. Ro said you ain't been laid in ages. I'll stretch your tight cunt tonight. It's OK, when I fuck you in the ass, I promise I'll be gentle, and will treat that cute ass just like its cherry."

"How dare you talk to me like that! You will get your lazy ass out of that chair, and leave immediately. Rochelle get off of his lap, and fix your skirt!" Susan was shocked this little pipsqueak dared to keep talking to her like this, and wondered what happened to her obedient daughter when Rochelle laughed and pulled her skirt higher. Susan thought she was having a nightmare because in her perfect world things like this never happened. Susan looked at her daughter, and thought her daughter she must be on drugs.

"Mrs. Williams, you will obey me! Take off your clothes, and kneel at my feet!" I waited about half a minute, and when I saw Susan was not going to listen I said, "Ro, tell your mother what happens if she doesn't obey." We rehearsed this speech for the last two weeks, and as I watched Susan I knew she never expected Rochelle to stand up to her, and I was kind of proud because without me Rochelle might have remained under her mother's control forever, and then thought, "Hell, who am I kidding, the truth is I'm just happy I finally grew some balls, and took a chance." I remembered my time with Robin, and sometimes wondered how I ever got Rochelle, and as I watched Susan struggle to understand what's happing to her, I knew in a few hours I'd be fucking her too, but not like her daughter. Susan was in for a hard time, and she would be used without mercy."

Susan could not comprehend what she had just heard, and Susan thought, "How could my own daughter do this to me. Oh my God Rochelle what have you done to me? If my boss finds out... The church! They'll throw me out when they learn. I can't let this event turn into common town gossip. This ends now, I will regain control!" Susan took a deep breath, and settled herself. She was confident her daughter would back down, and said in her most firm voice, "Rochelle, I'm very disappointed with you. I have no choice, but to ground you. Go to your room this instant young lady. GO!" Susan was stunned silent when her daughter laughed at her. Susan tried again, and once again, but could not believe how Rochelle stood up to her.

"Be quiet mother, your yelling is giving me a headache. I think you'd better kneel before your new masters, and beg us for forgiveness." Rochelle was pumped up, and her mother was so predicable it was almost funny.

As the minutes turned into hours Susan stopped yelling, and then quietly started to plead, and broke at 8:17 P.M. Susan collapsed on the living room floor, and cried. She knew her control over Rochelle had ended forever, and prayed Rochelle lied when she said she would destroy her.

"Rochelle, I want to see your mother kneeling at my feet ready to obey." I watched Susan collapse, and loved the way her tits bounced, and her knee-length skirt slid up just enough to show the lacey part of her white slip. I noticed that some of Susan's dignity slipped, and planned on removing every last shred of it.

Susan did not offer any resistance when her daughter grabbed her hair, and made her crawl once around the living room floor. Susan blushed and was humiliated to be lead around like a dog, and could not believe Rochelle expected her to say such disgusting things. She hoped Rochelle wouldn't make her crawl around the room again, and felt a little relief when she was stopped directly in front of Billy's chair. Susan wiped her tears away, and knelt on the floor, and prayed Rochelle was joking. She swallowed her pride when Rochelle grabbed a handful of hair, and pulled. Susan thought Rochelle was going to rip out her hair, and she reluctantly recited her daughter's speech, "I'm sorry for being a total bitch, and I would like to be trained as your pet mistress. Please tell me how I may please my new masters."

"How sweet mother, so you want to be our pet? You will have to be a good pet or I will punish you." Rochelle felt so excited. She felt her nipples ache with lust, and her pussy tingled. Rochelle felt like electricity flowed through her body, and at any second she would explode.

I was hard as steel while I looked at Rochelle's mother kneeling before me on the floor crying. She looked so sexy with her conservative dark blue pinstripe business suit riding up her thighs. I looked Susan over, and loved her disheveled look. She looked so beautiful as she knelt there with a peek of her white silky slip showing. I had to see more, and pushed up her skirt with my foot. Susan immediately grabbed my foot and tried to keep my foot from uncovering her, and I was shocked when Rochelle grabbed a handful of her mother's hair, and just slapped her mother across the face. I watched as Mrs. Williams fell over from the force of the slap, and loved how her skirt flipped up, and I got a nice view of her white panties under her tan pantyhose. I almost laughed at how fast Susan fixed her skirt, and covered her thighs once again.

"That's just a taste of what will happen if you fail to obey. If he wants to push up your skirt, and look at your flabby old thighs you'd better let him. Now pull your skirt up, and show him your flabby thighs." Rochelle was excited to be finally dominating her mother, and kicked her mother in the ribs when she moved too slowly. "Mother I want you to pull your skirt up to your waist, and show Billy your panties. GET YOUR SKIRT UP, YOU FAT COW!" Rochelle screamed. She did not have to worry about close neighbors, and planned on listening to her mother's screams tonight. She watched her mother and smiled when her mother obeyed her order. Rochelle felt her pussy throb with desire, and her nipples ached when she realized she was actually in charge and could make her mother suffer. She knew Billy probably wanted to see some girl-girl stuff, and even though it was her mother, Rochelle thought that might be one way to really punish her mother.

I watched Susan carefully, and loved her shaking hands as they slowly pulled up her skirt. She tried to take her time and stopped when her skirt was at mid-thigh, and I was sure she hoped we would change our minds, but I was no fool and would not stop until Susan was our slave. I needed to punish a woman and learn how to become a master, and Susan was a perfect first victim. I remembered Wendy and wondered if any of Rochelle's friends had mothers they needed trained. I watched Susan pull up her skirt, and my cock throbbed. I loved the way white silk slip was shining in the light, and it was sexy the way Susan's hands shook as she pulled her skirt up to her thighs. I waited until she pulled her skirt up over her waist, and placed my foot on her nylon-covered knee. Susan was too scared to move, and she just sat there holding her skirt and half-slip up to her breasts. I ever so slowly slid my foot up her right leg, and loved the feeling of the soft nylon against my foot. I slowly ran my foot up her thigh, and caressed her entire leg from her knee to her waist. I teased her right thigh, and then slip my big toe down between her tightly closed legs. I repeated my caresses and stroked her left leg. I watched Susan struggle to remain still as I touched her legs intimately. I loved looking at this prim and proper woman holding her skirt up for my pleasure, and I could see her white cotton bikini panties under her hose, and wondered if she knew she was about to get a drastic change in underwear. I slid my toe back up her leg, and then moved between her closed thighs. I tried to rub her cunt, but Susan didn't open her thighs. I made sure Susan knew I was trying to rub her pussy with my toe, and smiled when Susan blushed bright red. I knew I was humiliating her, and I loved how Susan stared at the carpet, and when I touched her knee with my other foot and tried to part her knees, Susan slowly looked up at me, and I said, "Ro, the bitch didn't open her thighs for me. She knew I wanted to rub her cunt, but kept her legs closed. Maybe she just needs some motivation." Then I lied, "Susan I never wanted to cause you any pain tonight. In fact I wanted to make you feel like a queen, but you left me no choice. Ro, give your mother a spanking and don't stop until she's ready to obey."

"It's too late now mother, you should have been smarter. He wants to see me beat your ass, and when I'm done you'll be more than happy to let him rub your smelly old cunt with his toes." Rochelle grabbed her mother's hair, and pulled the startled woman around the room. Rochelle loved the feeling of being in control, and never thought her mother would crawl on the floor, and let herself be lead around like a dog. Rochelle taunted her mother, "Come on my little pet, walkie, walkie." Rochelle made a second pass, but this time she let go of her mother's hair, and said, "Heel piggy, piggy." And her mother continued to crawl around the room, and never left Rochelle's side. Rochelle stopped in front of the couch, and she turned and slapped her mother hard across the face. Rochelle's pussy pulsed, and felt so alive, and Rochelle reeled with pleasure when she slapped her mother's face, "Get across my lap mother and I'll spank you because you've been a bad little girl." Rochelle sat down and looked at Billy. She smiled when she saw him rubbing his cock, and slapped her mother again. "MOVE YOU BITCH!"

Susan struggled to crawl as fast as she could, but her daughter moved too fast, and Susan felt her nylons tear at both knees, and then felt the carpet-burns on her knees. Susan was grateful her daughter finally stopped, and tried to catch her breath, but Susan was unprepared when Rochelle slapped her hard across the face just before she sat down. Susan broke down, and started to cry, and then was slapped hard again. She knelt in front of her daughter, and prayed the nightmare would end. Susan's knees hurt, but she still tried to crawl away when she thought her daughter was actually going to spank her, but another kick stopped her, and she meekly crawled back, and positioned herself across her daughter's lap.

I was so hard my cock hurt by the change in Rochelle. It was erotic to see the once meek girl turned into a wildcat as she got her mother to obey. I watched Rochelle slowly pulled up Susan's skirt. I was surprised Rochelle looked me in the eyes and then rubbed her mother's ass on top of the white half-slip, but as I sat there and watched Rochelle caress her mother's ass, I was worried I would cum in my pants. Rochelle kept rubbing her mother's ass for about five minutes, and then she pulled up that lovely white half-slip, and I looked at her mother's ass, and was pleasantly surprised. I didn't like Susan's choice of panties, but I loved Susan's humiliation.

Susan was beyond scared; she was petrified of her daughter. Susan was humiliated to have her skirt pulled up above her waist, but was not prepared when her daughter touched her butt. At first Susan thought it was a mistake, but felt ill when she knew her daughter caressed her butt for Billy's amusement. Susan was humiliated to be bent over her daughter's knees and could not believe this was taking place in her own living room, and there was nothing she could do about it. Susan desperately wanted to object to the way Rochelle caressed her, but was too afraid to say anything. Susan suffered in silence as her butt was thoroughly fondled, and closed her eyes when Rochelle gave her a wedgie, and pulled her hose and panties into the crack of her ass. Susan felt something weird start in her vagina, and was ashamed she grew aroused, and felt great relief when her daughter stopped touching her butt, but her relief lasted until her daughter whispered in her ear.

I could tell Susan was totally humiliated, but laughed when Rochelle whispered something in her mother's ear, and Susan said something back, but became very quiet when Rochelle grabbed her hair, and screamed, "DO IT NOW!"

Susan wanted to disobey Rochelle's order, but Susan reached back and pushed both pantyhose and panties down, until they were around her thighs. She hoped Rochelle was bluffing, but when the first smack landed on her naked ass Susan screamed, "Ahhh... Please Ro, please don't do this! I'm your mother." and felt deep shame her daughter was disciplining her.

Rochelle never thought the day would really come where she could exact her revenge, and when her hand slapped her mother's ass, she screamed, "YOU BITCH! It's payback time mother!" Rochelle slapped her mother's ass again, but this time left a perfect red handprint on her mother's left ass cheek. Rochelle squirmed, and rubbed her thighs tight against her pussy. She was wet, and excited to be in charge, and every time she hit her mother, her mother's weight would bounce down and put more pressure on her pussy, and Rochelle soon moaned out loud in pleasure.

Susan wailed and pleaded as she was spanked. She felt so humiliated to be treated like a naughty little girl, and cried in shame, and just wanted to die. Susan felt the harsh stinging slaps on her ass, and slowly the pain became unbearable. Susan pleaded, "Stop, Please stop Rochelle, I'm your mother. Please... oh God... Please stop." The hard stinging slaps never stopped, and one after another they rained down on her sore ass, and Susan was forced to beg, "You're killing me. Please, you have to stop I can't take any more. Stop, Oh God please STOP! I'll do it! He can touch me. Please, just tell me what you want, and I'll do it. I will! I'll let him touch me between my legs! Please stop..."

Rochelle beat her mother with everything she had, and increased the intensity of the spanking. She rained blow after blow on her mother's ass cheeks, and alternated between cheeks after about ten blows. "So, you're ready to obey?" Rochelle was close to an orgasm, and would not stop until she came. Rochelle leaned back, and pushed her hand under her mother's body. Rochelle pulled her jean skirt out of the way, and rubbed her middle finger across her clit, but never stopped spanking her mother. Rochelle squirmed and grunted with each hit she delivered to her mother's ass, and then pushed a finger into her pussy, and pressed her thumb hard against her clit. Her left hand was quickly moving on her pussy, and she was so close to climaxing.

"Yes! I'll obey. I can't take it anymore, please Ro. Please stop. Please." Susan's ass was on fire, so she didn't notice her daughter masturbated at the same time she spanked her. "NO MORE! Please... Ahhhhhh! Please..."

Rochelle felt herself about to cum, and she beat her mother's ass as hard as she could, and worked two fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Rochelle felt herself climax, and screamed out, "I'm... I'm gonna... Oh yes... I'm Cumming!" Rochelle pushed her mother off of her lap, and rubbed her pussy until she coaxed the last wave of pleasure out of her body.

I sat there stunned by what I just saw. It was beyond belief that Rochelle actually spanked her mother, and masturbated at the same time. Rochelle was still seated on the couch with her legs wide-open, and her fingers still slowly moved in and out of her pussy. Susan was face down with her skirt up above her waist and her pantyhose and panties at mid-thigh, and lightly touched her bright red ass. It looked like Susan was going to obey Rochelle from now on.

Susan rubbed her ass, and grimaced when she fixed her underwear. Her ass was very sore, but she could not bear to leave her panties around her thighs. Susan knelt on the floor, and tried to take off her ruined hose, but she had to stand up. She was scared of her daughter's new attitude, and thought about escaping, but was too terrified if she tried and failed to escape. She stood there shaking and slowly and worked her hose off with her feet, rubbed her hand lightly over her ass in an attempt to cool it, and wondered what could possibly happen next.

Rochelle went and sat down on Billy's lap, and leaned back against Billy's chest, and smiled at her mother when he wrapped both hands around her, and caressed her tits. She snuggled against his chest, and watched her mother.

I sat there surprised at Rochelle's growing confidence, and how she seemed to turn into a dominatrix, and when she sat on my lap I watched her conservative mother, a mother that just a few hours ago would never have stood in front of me with her skirt above her hips, and her hand under her panties and delicately rubbed her sore ass. I leaned back, and stared at Susan's choice of plain white cotton panties, and fondled her daughter. Life was great

We sat there, and watched her mother's reaction, as her daughter got felt-up. I looked at Susan, and she seemed to be waiting for someone to come and save her, but I knew she would receive no help tonight. I whispered in Rochelle's ear, "God this is so hot." I caressed Rochelle's tits, and started to unbutton her shirt, and without a bra her tits were soon hanging out of her shirt, and I caressed her naked tits. I pinched and pulled her hard nipples while her mother watched in horror. I whispered in Ro's ear, "I almost came when you spanked your mother, and I loved how you slapped her and made her obey. That was the sexiest thing I've ever seen, and the night is young. We're going to have some fun tonight training your mother, and when she's trained remember our plans for tomorrow. Fuck me Ro, I have to cum, but let's watch your mother's face while you fuck me. Do it Ro, fuck me in front of your mother."

Susan stood there silently and watched her daughter's breasts get fondled. Susan slowly stopped crying, and she wiped her eyes. She wanted to yell at her daughter to cover herself, but this night was too much for Susan to bear, and she was shutting down. She had never seen anyone make-out before, and she blushed when her nipples started to expand. She watched Billy stroke her daughter's thigh, and when Ro opened her legs Susan clearly saw her daughter's matted vagina. She was stunned her daughter was not wearing underwear, and Susan just stood there, and watched a man she despised pushed a finger into her daughter's wet vagina. Susan's ass hurt from her spanking, and the pain generated more heat in her pussy as she watched her daughter kneel and pulled down Billy's pants. Never in all her years had she seen anything like this, and Susan watched in awe as Rochelle turned to face her, and sat down on Billy's hard dick. Susan watched her daughter's vagina swallow Billy's dick and watched Rochelle move slowly up and down and blushed when her daughter smiled at her. Susan felt her hard nipples ache for attention, and her pussy got even wetter as she watched Rochelle rocked her hips, and fucked Billy faster and faster. Susan watched in amazement as Billy's dick moved in and out of her daughter. Susan was utterly humiliated her pussy was so wet from watching something so private, and yet Susan could not believe she could receive so much pleasure from watching her daughter get fucked. Susan could not tear her eyes away and watched the hard cock slide in and out of her daughter, and Susan wasn't sure she wanted to object anymore, and jumped when Ro threw back her head and moaned loudly. Susan jumped when her daughter spoke to her.

"Strip you bitch! Do it nice and sexy. I want you to turn on my boyfriend, and if he loses his erection from your performance I'll beat your ass so hard you'll never sit down again. NOW STRIP!" Rochelle thought she would really make her mother perform for Billy. Ro felt his cock slide in and out her pussy, and then she felt him reach down, and moaned when he thumbed her clit, and she squeezed her pussy tightly around Billy's hard cock, but never stopped moving. She watched her mother with interest, and could tell her mother was sexually aroused, and planned on humiliating her. "Get that jacket off. We want to see your tits, and if your nipples are hard I'm going to spank you again. Only a slut would get turned on from watching her daughter. You're not a dirty slut whose pussy gets wet from watching her daughter get fucked are you? Did you look when Billy fingered my cunt? Did you wish it was your finger moving inside me, or did you want to use your sharp tongue mother? I bet you're nothing but a slut whose cunt is soaked, and we will soon find out what type of woman you are. Now take that jacket off, and do a nice sexy strip-tease, and you'd better not stop until your naked." Rochelle watched her mother when she opened her jacket, and laughed at her mother's hard nipples that pushed against her white shirt, and planned on punishing her.

Susan was humiliated when she shrugged off her blue jacket, and let it fall to the floor. She was very frightened by her daughter's words because she felt like a royal slut, and was extremely excited from watching such a passionate display. Maybe her daughter was right, and she was nothing more than a slut. Susan tried to advert her eyes, but every time her daughter moaned in pleasure Susan would look up, and another ripple of pleasure would hit her when she watched her daughter's hips rocked forward and back, and Billy continued to stare right at her as he openly fuck her daughter. Susan listened to her daughter's increasing moans, and knew her daughter was close to an orgasm, and Susan shifted her feet, and unconsciously opened her legs. She listened to her daughter's heavy panting, and her daughter's unbridled moans of lust. She watched her daughter rocked her hips faster, and faster. Her daughter was moaning with each breath, and Susan felt her nipples long for any caress, and her pussy was slick with her juice, and when she saw her daughter's body stiffen, and quivered she knew she had just watched her daughter have an orgasm, and as much as she hated Billy she wished he would rub her vagina too.

It has been many years since any man touched Susan like that, and to her horror she felt her body's need to climax. She was humiliated when she saw Billy nod at her and knew she had to do a striptease. Susan blushed when she unbuttoned her cuffs of her blouse, and tried to sway seductively, but without music she felt self-conscious. She fumbled with the first button, and felt their eyes devouring her. She had never been in this type of situation before, and as she unbuttoned the next button she felt so embarrassed to be in the middle of her living room about to get naked for her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend. Susan struggled with the last button, and untucked her shirt. She held the shirt closed, and then opened it half way, and showed her plain white bra, and then quickly closed her shirt. She swayed her body and was mortified because she was really trying to do a good strip tease for Billy, and as she slowly opened her blouse all the way and dropped it on the floor, Susan let out a quiet moan of pleasure. Susan turned her back to them, and reached around her back, and unzipped her skirt, and pushed it off of her full hips gave her ass a sexy little wiggle. She bent at the waist, and was humiliated to be seen in her plain white underwear when she leaned over again, and pushed her half-slip down and off. Susan blushed when she turned to face them again, and when she looked down at her body she saw her nipples were clearly visible, and saw there was a wet spot on her panties. She quickly turned to hide the evidence of her arousal, but in the end she blushed when she pushed her panties down. She could not let them see her disgrace, and knelt down, and tucked her panties under her skirt. Susan knelt with her back to them and unhooked her bra, and dropped it on the floor on top of her clothes. She stood up completely naked and blushed, and quickly covered her breasts and vagina with her hands, and when they told her to turn around she felt so exposed, and humiliated, and yet something was growing in her, and it scared her.

"Get your hands down mother! No, put them behind your neck and stand up straight, now show us your body." Rochelle said. She was still excited, and her last orgasm just fueled her fires, and the was something so wrong about what she was about to do, it made her all the more excited now that the time was near.

I looked Susan up, and down, and was somewhat surprised by how nice she looked naked. I expected her to have floppy tits, and a paunch from having kids. I looked at her again, and decided she was not as old as I thought she was. She was only in her late thirties, but dressed like she was sixty, and that was about to change. Susan had a beautiful face, and her resemblance could easily be seen in Rochelle. Susan had shoulder length dark brown hair that swept back off of her face, and striking brown eyes that seemed to mach her hair color perfectly. She could not weigh over 130 pounds, and had a proportional 34-25-35. I really liked how her tits just slightly sagged with a maturity that Rochelle would one day grow into. Susan had a nice 34C with tan areolas and dark brown hard nipples that stood out about a half-inch, and her stomach was relatively flat, and I laughed when Susan noticed me staring at her stomach, and she sucked in her gut. She had a full dark brown bush, and a great set of legs. I thought her legs were her best feature, but I'd have to get her in some garters, stocking, and high heels to be sure. "Turn around, and let's see your ass again."