His palms massaged her perfect globes of flesh, as his mouth alternated between each tight nipple. His tongue would circle each perky tit in turn. Wit... each suck he'd pull back, applying just enough tension to make it sting, pleasurably. Ever so often, he would gently bite each erect nipple.Gemma responded with hissing breaths, and tilting back her head. Each time she did she'd arch her body. Pushing her breasts up, and out to meet his hungry mouth. With every movement she yearned for more.. She's had all three of her kids by C-section; so her pelvis has never been forced by delivering a baby. Plus, she can work her fantastic cunt muscles like most men have never experienced. She 14years younger than me and her husband is a rotten son-of-a-bitch. I really think she’s in love with me and would leave his sorry ass in a second, if I was free and available… but that's not what this story is about, so.......I began by telling Leo about my buddy, Paul…. We started the first grade. ”“I wouldn’t trade you for the world, guy. Let’s try that shower.”Two of us, all soapy, a spray of hot water, his hands over me, me wishing that one day I’d actually grow, you know, TITS to match my butt. I know better than complain, though. One time I inventoried my lack of assets and ended up with a pair of raw nipples and teeth marks on my ass.Tonight while he’s shaving with his emergency pack razor, I’m drying my hair because I will gladly risk having a bit of hot air damage in return for. “It won’t be here until we are ready to set up at the Crystal Ballroom,” Lori explained. “So until then, you can look at a photo of what we have got you.”“That’s fantastic,” I said. “And both of you said I had spent far too much on your presents!”With all the presents open; it was time to get ready to head up to Mona Vale. Lori had already packed up her sailing bag; Megan and I put our overnight bags in the back of the car; all the food that we were taking up was in some cardboard boxes, and we.