They were probably Cs when we got married, but 3 pregnancies and 14 years have really turned them into a big set of spectacular tits straight out of m... fantasies! Those beauties have always been my favorite part of her and my constant groping of them at home sometimes annoys her, but you can tell she still appreciates how much she turns me on. She’s a very modest woman and has worn many outfits, dresses, and shirts over the years to try to make her breasts look smaller, but they are always. When Aunt Hed kissed me, I could taste my own juices in her mouth mingled with those of May as she had sucked my semen out of May’s arse, when her tongue slid down my throat. Most of the time her breasts would envelope my face and I would have felt claustrophobic if she had not been rocking constantly. When I finally had a chance to see beyond Aunt Hed’s enormous jugs I saw May had our video camera filming from a tripod and was taking pictures with the digital camera wearing a strap-on black. The first time it happened was the night I started my first period. Since then, I’d been allowed a glass of wine on special occasions, but I’d never been asked to choose the wine again.The memory of that first time drew me to the Sawtooth Merlot my mother had recommended back then, but she’d been teaching me a lot about how to pair wines since then. Glancing back, I noted the red sauce before grabbing the Chianti, and I saw her slight nod of approval as I uncorked it. Pulling the glasses down,. The master could feel my arousel from it and told me to stop. I was not aloud. I am being punish. Again I shook my head. Grinning he pulled out his cock and told the girls to move, he layed down, with his cock standing straight up. Angel was to mount him and Amber was to sit on his face. All I heard was Yes Master from the both of them. Two hours had past that I had to watch as the two women I had choosen for him pleased and pleasure him. When it was all over with and he had had his fun with.