Dorian deep cleavage. She sprayed her chest as Kendra moved her right hand to touch her brothers wife big breast. I smiled when Mrs. Dorian moaned. He... big fat nipples were twice the size of Kendra. I kept rubbing Kendra breast as I felt My Fake Mom hands on mine. She was really groping Kendra breast as she smiled. Next Mrs. Dorian reached down to untie Kendra bikini bottoms. She pulled them up to her face. She smelled them. Then passed them to me. I smiled as I breath the heavy musk sent up my. His head once again clutched to her heaving breast, while he allowed one hand to rest on her bosom.He wanted her, too, with a need that overwhelmed all rational thought. As the kiss deepened, he traced the curve of her jaw with his fingertips, then he ran his fingers through her hair again, feeling the softness, as it flowed on to her neck.He felt her cool fingers as once again she felt his cock, while he cupped her now hard breasts; he could feel them warm in his hands. He shifted his thumbs. He spaghetti strap top was falling off her shoulders as she tried to readjust the, I immediately realized she had gotten started before calling me. She sat the phone down on a table and tried to adjust it so the majority of the room was visible to me. The quality of the call was superb, I could see everything clearly, everything including the two black men sitting on the bed behind her. I could also hear well enough as one of them strongly slapped her ass. I was excited that she found a hotel. I realized then that I would still be alive; I could handle being apart from her without it ruining my life.I still missed her, and she was right. Even if I did not spiral down into suicidal depression, I still could not enjoy each day knowing she would be leaving soon. Six months of doing this would have killed me.The five work days gave me time to think apart from her, to let my analytical brain earn its keep in the war with my heart. She was my girlfriend, not my wife. We had never talked.