Audrey’s tits were nine and a half to eleven inches bigger across the fullest part than her ribcage just under her breasts. Mom was thirty-eight yea...s old and she wore a 36-G bra which means that the fullest part of her breasts were twelve to thirteen inches bigger than her ribcage just under her breasts.Dad always told Mom to flaunt hers too and of course she did. I know that I was treated to cleavage constantly. I got to see her breasts often too since Dad was always pulling her tops up.One. Sexual arousal wasn't such a bad thing, a minor sin. And then he turned back, took her back in his arms again and kissed her more. After a minute she did something shocking. She slowly moved his hand up so it rested on her sweater over one breast. He broke the kiss to smile at her, then started again, thrilled to be moving his hand over the one breast, then the other. He couldn't stop thinking about what was under her skirt. He moved his hand tentatively to her butt, and she didn't stop him. In. The plan was to dine at the same restaurant that I'd proposed to her exactly 11 years previously, am I a romantic at heart? The flight landed at Stanstead so I was driving up the M1/M6 heading back to the North West on this happiest of days. Being a Saturday I'd decided not to take the toll road but just my luck, there was a heavy traffic jam around Birmingham. I was desperately in need of a break and soon after we’d crawled through the snarl up I pulled into a motorway service station and made. So, am I dreaming or is some one knocking on door and window? I try to get up and just cannot move, knocking stops and voices fill the room, female and male but I can't focus on either of the blobs making noise beside me. I feel my legs being pulled and I'm sliding on bed, To where and by whom I don't know, but I have a familiar feeling like my wife is rubbing her special blend of lube/massage oil on my ass, and then it sort of feels like she is shoving my favorite dildo in my ass. Something.