.I want toknow something. What size were those fucking balloon tits that bimbohad?" She questioned. I paused and looked at her."Meg...she said they...were a double G cup," I said quietly."A double G?! You mean to tell me, you seriously like tits that fuckinghuge?" Sydney replied as she gestured by holding her hands out in frontof her tits mimicking the size of Megan's tits."I know it's stupid but yes, I can't explain why. Ever since I canremember, I've been a titty man." So... that's why. You got to the top but lingered the last few steps letting me take in your bare underside. You even did a little boop of your ass flipping up your dress making sure I got the point. We reached the top and were amazed at the beautiful settings for the brunch. The bar had the silver serving dishes, and 5 tables were set with 10 places each. You stopped to just enjoy the decorations when you felt me wrap my arms around you from behind. As I hugged you, you realized my cock was still hanging out.. " She gave me a fearful look and then said, "She is going to kill me for ruining my dress and getting so dirty."I tried to cheer her up by pointing out to her that her ruined dress and getting dirty was not something that she could have prevented. She looked up at me and said "It won't matter." I offered to talk to her mom and explain this but she shook her head saying "No! That will only make things worse." I wondered how any mother could seem so heartless to have put such fear into the heart. I pulled off his cock and turned around, adjusting the curtains, so he could continue looking out while on his knees.Turning back to face him I slid forward in my chair, lifting my legs over the arms, 'Now be a man, and give this a good fucking', reaching down and grasping his cock and guiding him into me.My fingernails were buried into his soft fleshy buttocks, pulling him into me full length, each time he withdrew, and I squirmed and bucked on him, finally releasing my pent-up sexual.