In places, he looked boney, in other areas he bulged and in still others; his skin was taut and thin. His hair was silver white, and his trembling vei... carved hand reached towards her.Cindy laid back after flumping several pillows behind her. She spread her long lean legs wide exposing her freshly shaved mound to his hand. His fingers traced the contours of her rosy outer labia, gently caressing the folds until they opened to his touch.She could not help but get slightly moist, and her toes. My left hand was playing with her lovely hair & my right hand had cupped her left boob. Then I saw that her cleavage was clearly visible & i broke the kiss & went down to kiss her cleavage. Then i slowly moved down & bit her boobs over her dress. I bit her boobs over her dress & switched the biting for her left boob to the right & on & on for the next few minutes. We were breathing heavily but still continued to kiss each other. our saliva got mixed in each others mouths & had a lovely time. “It is yours, Mistress. My uniform, my rank, my body. Everything I have is yours, Mistress. Please let me serve you!” I beg with a desperation that excites and shames me.She bends down and kisses me, and it is good I am kneeling. I would surely have fallen, as my knees lost all strength, my body simply giving her every ounce of my strength. Her passion sweeps my will away like autumn leaves in a storm.Strutting to the bathroom, she leads me past her wife on all fours, my big white tits swaying. He snapped. I mean this was all over the news." How long ago was this?" I asked."Oh, gee, it must have been 6-7 years ago," he said.I kept ignoring him. I kept trying to tell myself that he wasn't my problem. I told myself this with such regularity and such increasing frequency, I realized that it had become my problem.The next day after making my decision to get involved, I walked up to him."Mack?" I asked very softly. He didn't seem to hear me."Hey, Mack," I said with more sharpness, and he.