Can I read your mind? How else would I know to lean forwards in conversation at the precise angle to give you a view of my heavy bounteous breasts and...giggle, so as to shake them just enough to remind you of your first crush… your slightly older neighbour who you spilt many a cum for on warm summer nights as you watched her speak on the phone through the window. She always leant on her elbows, squeezing her creamy breasts until it looked as though they would spill out of her tight tshirt. You. While I was walking back to the huddle after one play, I overheard the Coach and defensive coordinator talking.The coach said, "You gotta stop 87! He's killing us. I don't care how you do it, but stop that guy."The coordinator replied, "He's fast, but we'll fix it. We can keep the ball out of his hands."I felt proud that they were worried about me, but I wondered what they had in mind. I found out on the next play. The lined up a corner back and a nickel back on me. On the hike, both smacked. While some men thought they were breast men, Paul fancied himself as an ass man.Just after eleven the next day Paul walked into the complex’s business office asking to speak to Pam. He told the receptionist Pam had asked him to come in and see her.Pam walked out of her office and greeted Paul. She was wearing a tight black skirt and had taken off the jacket. The white blouse showed she was not short-changed in the breast department. She looked good thought Paul and he wondered if what he. But Rhonda wasn’t listening. Twice more Digger exploded inside her to the sounds of her moaning and squealing. Sometime later Digger managed to withdraw. First he licked the cum seeping out of Rhonda’s pussy and then laid down and licked his cock. Victor stared at the dog and expressed surprise that how big his cock was. “Wow, you took all that” he said “darling that is amazing”. Rhonda smiled “not as big as the horse cock dildo I used on you” she said “I think you could take him easily”..