But now he was groaning as he pumped his rather small member into his wife's mouth. She was attempting to make him expel his seed as quickly as possib...e. She loved her husband but she never cared for this wifely duty. He grabbed her hair and eagerly humped until he finally sent a spurt of semen out. She pointed his prick at the floor and stroked him until he had completely drained his cream. He sighed, arose, and laid down on the bed they shared. She silently cleaned up the mess he had created.. The image took the girl's breath away.Having spent her entire young adult life as a pudgy, lower-end of average girl hiding behind sweaters and glasses, Emily has trouble identifying with the centerfold staring back at her. Her breasts captivated her attention the most. How could they not?They jutted proudly from Emily's chest as two soft, perky mounds that seemed to take up several handfuls. Even amongst her...sisters, Emily's growth spurt had proven extreme. Suddenly, Emily felt gentle hands. I reined up, got down and walked across the street trying to figure out who she was."You don' remember me, do you, you big ox?" the slight woman said, sounding a bit worse for liquor so early in the day. She smelled of lavender and rum.I shook my head and admired her well knit body and frank look."How 'bout if I say you owned me for a few minutes?" She smiled up at me, a good smile in a bright face."Emma?" I said, "Good lord!" Right the first time," she said, grabbing my arm, "come along."I. She leaned back against door, needing the support. ‘Thank me?’ He looked close to tears. ‘For all you’ve done,’ she explained, knowing from the way his eyes dropped to her tits that her thick nipples were hard and fully on display against her cream blouse. ‘I wanted to… thank you…’ The sixty-year-old man nodded, his mind appraising the situation and her words. That was twice she’d said that. She’d left her suit jacket in the car and her thin, pale arms were laid bare by the sleeveless blouse..