She was in decent shape, but the first thing you notice was the divine boobs that needed a custom tailored bra, prominent, full legs, and tiny feet in...fuzzy slippers. I was shamelessly scanning her body, head to toe. Just barely concealed in the thin dress. It was very wrong, but I wouldn't look away. She was no longer wearing a bra, and I could see the shape of her very big breasts, not confined, yet looking spectacular, resting nicely atop her soft belly. She sat down on the edge of the bed.. She was toned without being muscular with full, firm breasts which must’ve been around a c cup. She had a neatly trimmed strip of hair above her pussy which was just asking to be stroked, and as I ran my fingers down over it, she parted her legs so my fingers could slip neatly between her lips. As my fingertips slid over the hood of her clit, I felt her grip on my cock tighten and I leaned in and kissed her, her tongue eager to meet mine.I pushed her back against the cold tiles and, breaking. ’ Dr. La Huerta, a striking, dark haired woman of 42 with luminous green eyes, had always downplayed her looks. A nagging fear that her colleagues would see her as a brainless sex object had only made her strive harder in her chosen career. She earned her PhD in neuroscience at Yale at the age of 28 and was recruited by the NSA shortly thereafter in 2012. There she was partnered with Agent Samuel Isaac, a large, powerfully built man with the most emotionally detached demeanor of any human being. As were were going to sleep she complained of acute back pain which was due to no rest for a lot of days. As it was 4:30 am no one except me was awake who could help her massage her back so she asked me if I could help her massage her back and I happily agreed. (about my cousin she is super busty with a figure of 38d-30-38.) she lied on her stomach and back facing me. Before that as she was wearing a shirt I asked her to remove it and wear it the other way so that I can easily access her back..