Clara unbuttoned her uniform jacket, showing a tight white blouse underneath. She slipped off the jacket onto the couch. Her body was very nice, with round t**s. They weren't as big as Tiffany's, but they were a good size.
"You're sweet, Jim. Are you bored? Its boring waiting."
"I'm okay."
"Here, grab my titties. Its boring just waiting. Go ahead, feel me up. I want you to. That's right, really get a grip on them."
Jim had gotten a tit in each hand. She wasn't wearing a bra, so he could feel the softness and smoothness of them through the silky blouse. Her n*****s were hard where they brushed his palms.
"Ooh, that's nice, Jim. You're so gentle. This is more fun, isn't it?"
"Sure." He glanced over at Mum, still getting the papers checked at the desk. He knew she had gone over them a f
