” Claire didn’t hesitate. She smiled sheepishly before bending down. She felt her heavy breasts droop forwards. She knew she was giving him full v...ew of her already propped up cleavage. “Claire surely you can touch your toes, all of the other girls could.” Claire was a bit taken back by the comment, but it served well to trigger her competitive streak. She bent down and easily grabbed her shoes. He now had a full view of the tops of her breasts. He was almost able to see the edge of her. "Jesus," he said.As Shere's heavy tits came free she approached the man and got down on her knees and wrapped those magnificent breasts around the man's cock, "Fuck them, fuck my tits, it's ok."The old man couldn't believe it but started thrusting madly. Shere stuck out her tongue and as his cock thrust up she licked the sensitive underside and engulfed his bulging cockhead with her warm mouth. Soon her tits and the old mans cock were wet and shiny with Shere's spit, the old man was pumping. From our joining came a daughter, and we called her ‘Joy,’ for that was what she was to us. We were gods to the primeval tribes, worshiped and adored, and Joy most of all. She was ‘Aqua’ to them, of water and rain, and she ensured the monsoons would green their fields. In the simple times, the thoughts that breached our realm of ideas were of pure things: light, love, sadness and longing. Vita, Joy and I savored each one for what they were, and on occasion, we clothed ourselves in the ideas,. Walking right into her room catching her by surprise and robe removed standing there only in baby blue panties, her back to me she turned, looked at me and said “get the fuck out of here I don't want to talk to you anymore”. Having enough of that shit, I took her by the wrist forcefully spun her around as I sat on the bed and actually put her over my lap and begin slap her ass hard with my fucking hand. I was in no mood for any of her anger. She began to cry loudly and kept saying stop it Rick,.