Just a handful and they were that perfect blend of perky and slightly saggy that made for one very sexy set of tits. Her nipples were proportionally ...ized for her boobs, at least the size of a 50 cent piece, and the actual nipple was the perfect thickness and stood off of her areola nicely. My hands then moved from her tits to her back, gently caressing as I moved my hands and then gently but firmly pulled her close to my chest.She apparently liked that as she let out a slight moan as she. She packed a slight pudginess into her 5-feet, five-inch frame. I think she weighed about 130, and usually wore tight black jeans and sweaters around the health club.Her breasts seemed a b-cup, maybe a c and jutted out nicely without being overwhelming. Her face was rounded, her brown curly hair fell just below her shoulders. She just had a body that looked like it would fit well in someone’s hands.“Well, the club is actually closed now,” she said.“Oops, I guess time just got away from me,” I. ”Reg guffawed. “I hate to think what she will say when I tell her my intentions!”“What’s that, Reg?”“I can’t tell you yet. Frances and my other wives get to hear first.”“You do make them your priority, Reg. That is rather endearing.”“It just seems the right thing to do, Jemima. That’s all it is.”“No, it is more and that. You love them, so you give them your attention in all important matters. I am noticing things like that now. Young Elizabeth here put us right a while back, about considering. I was now using my fingertips to roll and tease her nipples, feeling her hips wiggle as the water jet stimulated her pussy. Soon she was panting and gasping for breath, and biting her lip to keep in her moans.Finally with a low moan she opened her mouth and started giving squeaking noises as she came, a long slow one by the feeling of her squirming in my lap. Finally she sat down hard and bent forward before standing. She grabbed a towel and drying herself as she left the bathroom told me not.