They were what titties were supposed to look like. Beautiful, full, round, soft and smooth. “Boobies” that hang from a woman’s shoul...ers like a couple of ripe plums (or tomatoes or melons or any other smooth, tight, and geometrically sound food item). In the end, they have to hold their own. Complete with well qualified nipples and areolas just begging to be nibbled and sucked.Natalie wore very loose fitting clothes but you could tell immediately that her chest was well. I debated working out but decided I didn’t need to. If I was completely honest, I was simply feeling lazy. The older I got the lazier I felt. I grabbed some underwear and set it on the counter and pulled out a pair of khakis and a sport shirt and hung them on a hook behind the door.Marilyn got out of the shower and said, “Good morning.”“Morning, hun.”“No workout?”“I’m sure there must be a good excuse not to, but I can’t remember it at the moment.”She harrumphed. “Sounds like you’re just being. I needed to cum. I walked back to my house and sat down on my porch steps. I spread my knees wide apart and dove right in with three fingers in my soaking pussy. I came immediately, but finger fucked myself through two more orgasms. Now spent, I got up and walked into the house on wobbly legs. The next night I started earlier, around 10:00, still nobody around. This time I walked straight out without pausing. I made it to the mailbox without even a car going past. I walked back to the corner. I wanted to rush over and taste you then. When I got home, I had to rub one out just thinking about it and I came super hard."Sasha smiled as he told his story. She felt someone watching her then but she wasn't too sure. It would've been a different story if they hadn't had sex but she was pleased all the same it was Spencer. At that point, they both agreed to be private fuck buddies with the condition that their working relationship never changed.Spencer, small book satchel over his shoulder,.