"Well, when I was in collegeI was kind of a bad girl. Jumping into bed with any guy who had a bigcock. Later I wanted to settle down with somebody s...able and, despiteall his shortcomings, my husband was that."They talked as if John wasn't in the room with them, hearing every word.Linda continued with, "He's always been a disapointment in bed. I mean,besides that baby prick of his, he has no technique and can't last pastabout two minutes. Worse," she went on, warming to her topic, "he. She was pleased to discover that he was a clean man, with obvious pride in his appearance and personal hygiene – even though she was being paid for this, it was still nice to find that she would not have to contend with something dirty, sweaty, smelly and generally unpleasant in her mouth. This was always a bonus when she was ‘on the job’ she thought to herself.Now she decided it was time to step up the man’s pleasure. Still holding his cock towards herself, she turned her head to one side and. .. it's stretching me" she moaned as she settled deeper and deeper onto my cock until her ass rested on my hips. My hands went to her wobbly big tits - her daughter (my wife) had missed out when tits were being handed out. She was the odd one out in the family - both Mona and Lara were petite with full rounded tits whilst Leanne was tall and flat."So fucking full" she commented as she wiggled on my impaling cock.I drew her down a little to bring my lips and tongue into contact with her nipples.. The best was to come a few days later.We got up and jumped into the shower. After a bit, I started biting her neck, which she loved and I knew it. She started to massage my shoulders, which she knew I loved. After a while I stepped back and had another good look at her. Huge tits, soaking wet, wet hair around her shoulders, perfect little pussy just begging to be eaten. Well she saw that I was checking her out and pulled me back towards her. I pinned her up against the shower wall and started.