”She stared into his eyes, tongue absently tracing the shape of him in her mouth. After a long moment, she seemed satisfied that he would stay still...and went back to work. He watched as she pulled back until her lips were sealed just around the mushroom head, only to reverse and start back down, swallowing every inch. Up and down, in a slow, steady, toe-curling, rhythm that seemed to indicate that she was in no hurry.His initial fear that she had escaped proved unfounded. She was still securely. However, whilst my mother might have been described as 'vertically challenged', she had quite impressive breasts. I sneaked a look in the laundry basket one day and saw the label on her bra state she was '36DD'. I suspect that it was from being in her presence that my love of big-breasted women blossomed. Of father's dimensions, I had no idea!Having said that, there was nothing to suggest that she flaunted herself in front of me to encourage such thoughts for ours was a religious household with. I left my skirt were it was, my underwear still on view for him.> Thank you! That was definitely worth the wait. I like them, very pretty. Shall we play again?With twelve on the board I couldn’t really go wrong, although the five that came up as a result was one that could go either way next turn.> Your turn again. What is it this time?I wanted to ask something much more, well, useful, for want of a better way to put it, but my natural inhibition against using crude language prevented me from. Then I saw that story. It was the one that scared me. And somehow made my heart race.My beautiful twin sister's boyfriend is dumb as a box of rocks. I suppose he must be a great lay because he sure doesn't have anything in his head. And he's always hitting me up to get him out of a jam with her. Like he went out to help her buy a car. He agreed that this old Bug was a great buy. He told her he could rebuild the engine in a couple days and it would run like a charm. She bought it and he took it.