She has since told me it had been a self esteem issue for her ever since she was a teenager because she was so petite and had A/B cup tits She said th...t along with the same kind of issues right after she separated and she had finally said "The hell with it" and had traded them in for 34 D’s. I asked her if it might also be a little payback for the EX since he was a "Boob Guy" and she just gave me an impish grin and told me I was mature for my age. Tammy had moved in and had been there a few. From my feet he then starts to run his lips up my calves, paying a lot of attention to the back of my knees, lifting my legs up and out to do so, and totally exposing my welcoming sex lips and vagina in invitation to him to go on further. And he does, brushing his lips up my thighs, gradually concentrating on the tender flesh of my upper and inner thighs before again I feel him place his lips on my labia, and probe with his tongue, firstly at my prominent clitoris, which sends wild signals. She stood and pulled him to his feet kissing him deeply tasting herself on his tongue. “Fuck me!” she said in a breathy voice as she turned rubbing her ass on his hard cock. Unzipping his pants, his hard member sprung forward pressing against her warm flesh. He slid the head along her lips and then pushed in. Bending forward with a gasp of pleasure she called Matt to stand in front of her. He quickly obliged. She unzipped his jeans without hesitation and pulled his long hard dick out holding it. I have no recollection of her pulling them down, or the movement of her body that had to happen for her to do it. Her shorts were on her, and then they weren’t. I just remember seeing them sailing in a high arc across the room: dark blue shorts and rainbow striped underwear flying together – one inside the other – eventually coming to rest behind the potted plant next to the TV. I was slower than she was. I got mine off, but they got wrapped around one ankle, and never left the sofa. Jillian.