“So are you,” Mandy responded throatily, the overriding urge to touch herself hard to bear. She could smell her sticky fingers, coated in syrupy cuntjuice. Xxnx God, how she could just lick that sticky belly clean. Wow that felt good, and boy did she need cock – and soon. An awesome cleavage on display, the weighty mammaries bounced hypnotically inside two lacy cream-coloured cups. She went into it hoping to hate him and was not to be disappointed. Curious, Mandy pushed the door open a little further, betrayed by a telltale creak. Blessed with a sizeable bosom, it was made to look even fuller on a slender figure. Before she could hotfoot it away, Toby swivelled around with a questioning eye. “Yeah, yeah mate I know,” she heard him say. Every time she and her mother got into a row, which was often in the current
