Not the biggest, but firm and nicely shaped.I sat up and took them into my mouth. Licking every inch of the glorious soft tits, I moved up and kissed ...er neck. This always turns her on insane and it was no different this time. But she had wicked thoughts in mind. No longer wanting to be just led, she wanted to take charge.She slid her hand in my panties and before I knew it, grabbed my balls. Startled, I squealed, "Gentle..." but she squeezed them like she was kneading cookie dough. A shot of. I moved out, then back in. Slowly at first, but soon we had a normal rhythm.We fucked like a real couple. She suggested doggy style. I declined, both because I didn't want to look at the enormous ass, but also because also I was afraid. I was afraid that with weight shifting on the bed, I could get seriously hurt. I just continued with our rhythm, but then gave an extra vigorous thrust. She asked to stop. The next day she was sore, really sore. I felt guilty.Don’t forget the lube.We agreed. Be here on time...He knew my schedule. It was how we worked no secrets no lies. I rushed home excited to see what he had for me tonight, I’m feeling a bit horny myself, but nothing had me in store for what he planned.I walked up to his penthouse. the sound of rap music coming from his place filled the air. My heels are high so I slowly climb the flight of stairs. holding on to the rail. I don’t want my shirt to rise more that it is already..or mess up my hair and makeup, at least not. She pushed him. “OK, now, keep on walking. Don’t turn around.” He tooka hesitant first step, and the pain in his back abatedsomewhat. “Stop at the end of the bridge.” He couldonly assume that she was keeping the gun (if that waswhat it was) pointed at him. His stomach wrung itself. “All right,” she said, coming up quickly behind him.“Now walk down.” She indicated the bank. “CAREFULLY,”she added. “I mean it. You try to run.