I began to unhook her bra. Sharon warned that I might be disappointed as to how saggy her tits really were. I couldn't hold back my excitement and as ...hey jumped out of her bra. I moved both my hands on them. I tried to cup them both in my hands. Her chest flesh overflowed in my small hands. I went down on her and began to suck her nipples. They were puffy and erect. I moved on top of her. She began to rub my back with her long fingernails. She dug them and scratched my back. I forgot how good. We had a good excuse for being so late as we could say we didn’t want to drive in the storm. We straightened the living room out, said our good-byes and headed to our cars. When we got into the truck neither of us said anything until we were pulling out of the driveway. I asked her if she was glad, we had gone, and she said she’d had a really good time. She asked who had eaten her out and I told her it was Sam and she told me he had done some incredible things with his tongue. She asked who I. ”“Okay.” She followed me into the kitchen, taking a seat at the wide island. I tore off a paper towel and began patting dry the thick, fat scallops on the butcher’s block. Violet’s eyes grew wider. “Oh, yum.” She rested her elbows on the black granite of the island and placed her chin in her hands, happily watching me work.“Have you thought about moving up your appointment with your therapist?” She went every week; her last visit had been a few days ago.She shook her head. “I feel okay for. " I moaned. While playing with my clit he reached his other fingers to my pussy and began rubbing there as well. "I think you are enjoying this." He said, referring to how wet I was. "And I don't care whether you enjoy this or not." He slapped me. I gasped. Not sure whether it scared me, or excited me. He quickly plunged two fingers into me, and after one thrust added the other two. He pressed four fingers into me hard and quick, ramming me back into the car seat. It felt so good to feel him.