“Good,” Eric said. Then he was parting her, spreading her. He was deeply inside her. He shifted, and his hands returned to her breasts. She wanted...to hold him, too. She slid her hands up his arms to his shoulders and then down his back. He moved out slowly, and then he slid in more slowly and more deeply than before.She put her hands on his glutes to feel the tightened muscles driving him into her as she felt him pierce her to her depths. The heat spread again, and this time it was fire. She. J. don't be afraid to touch her, it's OK. This was all the encouragement he needed, their kissing became deep and intense and his hands started to caress her body. I watched him squeezing and rubbing her tits. For a moment I thought she got cold feet as she pushed him gently away, but as I watched she reached up and pulled the straps of her bathing suit off her shoulder exposing her tits. E.J. was enjoying himself and he was soon filling his hands and licking and sucking on her nipples. . Arthur Lang was one of our neighbors from down the street. He worked out of his home doing Medical billing or some other stupid thing like that. At any rate he was always home. After a while, I really don't remember what started it, but he started coming over sometimes for coffee and just listening to my problems. It was wonderful to have someone I could talk to, and it made me feel a lot better.Previous to meeting Art, as I said I'd been kind of mistakenly, taking my loneliness out on Ronnie.. I have even wondered what...what you look like...". Nan lowered her top to reveal her perky perfect cones to the girl and said, "wonder no more, Heather, but I don't think I am as big as you." These big ol' things, Heather looked down at her own. "Sometimes they get me in more trouble!" "But yours, you have such pink nipples for an...an..." Older lady?" Nan finished for her. "I'm not that Old!"Heather was in the process of staring at my wife's tits...she was almost transfixed with them. "And.