“Would you accompany me to the penthouse?”She stood and took my hand and we walked to the elevator to go upstairs. I led her to my bedroom and she looked around nervously.“Um, what do you want me to do first?” she asked softly.“First I want to see those perfect little tits,” I said and unfastened the clasp at her neck and let her dress fall. They were just as I had imagined. Tiny and tan capped with small brown nipples. I skimmed my hand over them gently and was pleased to see the nipples pucker almost instantly. I led her in front of my floor to ceiling mirror and stood behind her as I covered her tiny tits with my hands and kissed her neck. My thumbs ran back and forth over her hardening nipples as she leaned back against me and watched us in my mirror. I pinched both nipples firmly between my thumb and forefinger and she gasped.“Did I hurt you?”“Oh. No. It felt good,” she whispered.I kept squeezing her small breasts with my hands and kissing her neck and she sighed in pleasure. I. I’d neglected to tell them about the video I’d shot at the farm.Dad got up and called Caryn. I was ordered to make coffee while Mom took her shower. The noise woke up Little David, so I ran upstairs to get him. Peggy was dead to the world, so I changed him and brought him downstairs with us.Dad was in the middle of telling us that Caryn would take care of the security when the gate buzzer went off. Mom turned on the TV and we could see it was a reporter. This was going to be worse than the fight with the ‘Baby Dick Gang.’“When this is all done, we’re going to have a long talk about unintended consequences,” Dad said.I just gave him a look. He’d been right there with me. How was this all my fault? For once I was glad my mom was there. She told the reporter what she thought of him ringing the bell at such an early hour. When he persisted, she called the police. Maybe not how I would’ve handled it, but when the local constabulary showed up, the reporters seemed to back off. That’s.
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