.. and I need a promise from him to honour it... I need... I need... Elaine’s eyes sprang open when she realised what she was doing. Seeing ...erself in the mirror sucking on her juicy fingers was a bit of a shock. Pins and needles ran rampant across her skin, raising goose flesh and puckering her nipples into a throbbing mess. “Jesus,” she whispered. She wanted to wipe her hand. Without thinking, she picked up the towel she’d placed on the floor. Her toys fell from it and rolled. She was massaging both breasts, tweaking her own nipples as her head still rocked side to side. Her mouth was now open, not just parted, and looking like it was wanting a dick in it. Heels had ceased their drumming on my back and now just dug in, pulling me harder against her. It felt like her clit had doubled its size under my tongue. Repositioning my hand, I rather unceremoniously pushed my thumb’s full length into her asshole. “FUCK YES,” she screamed as her bucking increased so I found. Those beautiful, generous breasts swayed exquisitely as she came down the stairs, with all those honey legs flashing, and I swear; an inviting smile.My cock got hard so fast I was profoundly grateful it had not been twisted down; it would have broken. I could feel an intense sexual flush creeping up my face, and couldn't break the hypnotic trance she had me locked into.I wrenched my gaze away at a quick flash of pink panties as she took her seat.I worked very hard at not giving any indication. The girl who was carrying out the produce was in her mid twenties, withplatinum blonde hair and obviously fake breasts, which despite beingquite large were still considerably smaller than the monsters that hungfrom my chest. She introduced herself as Miranda."So you want them as big as possible, Janice?" she said cheerily. Inodded a yes. "I loved the email you sent in, I love how you were soopen about wanting to give you husband even better blow jobs, I thinkthats so sweet, he is a very lucky.