“What? Whats going on?”He looked me in the eyes, smirked, and said, “I love your tits.” Before diving in face first to my chest.He first licke... my right breast, from top to bottom. Then he focused on my nipple, sucking on it, then licking it, up & down, and up& down. I felt as if I was about to scream. “Oh fuck baby,” I said, short on breath.He switched to the left boob, rubbing hard on my right nipple with one hand. He lick the left nipple the same way he had done for the right.His tongue then. We had a lot of fun with Ken as his wife had left him a while before and so he was pretty lonely, and it was fun having bonfires and drinking beer at night in his back yard. Ken had a large three bedroom home, so as he had lots of room he said we could move into one of the bedrooms, which made it a lot nicer, as we had a nice bathroom and a real kitchen. We were doing lots of drinking and having a good time partying with Ken and several of his neighbors who also liked to drink alot. Ed got. She is my wife’s good friend, also doing the same kind of business i.e. a ladies tailoring shop. So when she needs some help she used to come to my dearest wife. One day while I was at our Boutique she came but was a bit sad we exchanged greetings & settled down. Then my wife inquired her is she not feeling well, so she told that no she is well but her sewing machine as it is old is not working well & she also wants to buy a new machine but her present financial situation is not allowing her to. She lay absolutely still in complete exhaustion for a few seconds. Then, smoothing out the bed covers and pulling her nightie down, she began to wonder what tomorrow would hold for her. A few moments later she turned over on her side and within a few minutes was sound asleep. As the bus turned off route 5 and headed for the station on Pearl St. in Eugene, Oregon, Kellie stirred. It had been an uneventful but nevertheless arduous trek across the country. Sitting and sleeping on a Greyhound bus.