I was a firm 38D, rarely supported by a bra and not caring who stared at me, especially when my super sensitive nipples got hard. I was truly a child ...f the 60’s. It was only through the stupidity of one New York City’s policeman did I meet the man of my dreams. It was love at first sight, at least on my part, when I literally knocked my husband Joshua to the ground some three years ago. I was part of an anti-war protest in June of 1972 and was pushed against the police barricade by one of New. ....I was too feminine for her; she needed aman...She left me for a man and I was destroyed! Even though that relationshipdidn't last, she had opened Pandora's Box. My desires didn't change,and I had loved all the things she had done for me.Months later.........I had moved across the country to start over. I needed to get away; Iwasn't sure what I needed or wanted, but I knew I couldn't find it whereI was. Life went on in my new location; I made new friends over timeand loved where I was at;. She swallowed every bit of it without spilling a drop. She continued to suck on my cock until it was completely flaccid and drained. Lisa tucked my cock back under, pulling it up between my legs. She then smoothed out my thong as an kissed it as if she was sealing my cock an envelope.Looking up at me, Lisa smiled and said, "There, that’s looks better; a new pair of panties will look nice without that big bulge in the way." She held out a pretty pair of matching panties for me to step into, and. I could see she had spotted me as I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist from behind. I pulled her to me and nuzzled her neck, drinking in her scent. The feel of her against me was so erotic that I was instantly hard. I knew she could feel my engorged cock through the silk of her skirt. I also knew she never wore panties. I slid my hands down over hips and down her sides, reveling in the feel of her. She was so beautiful and sexy. We had never fucked in the breakfast room,.