Heather was a tall brunette with some pretty decent 34 Cs. They were natural so of course I loved looking at them. But they were nothing to what I’d...already had. Maybe if they were bigger or even really small I would care more for them then just for some masturbation image. But even though Megan’s were a bit small they were like little lolli-pops for my tongue when I did imagine fucking her nice juice cunt. I gave Heather a quick hello and a semi-accidental brush of her tit and. As she reached to see what was under the towel Lisa reached over too "that’s the dough it's still rising a little." Lisa's fingertips brushed over the back of Holly's hand before pulling back, blushing a little."What's wrong Lisa? We're been friends for a while you’re acting like I peed in your lemonade.”Lisa stared at the counter top as she just mumbled something trying to focus on getting her toppings ready for her pizza. Not wanting to embarrass Lisa she checked over her shoulder but didn’t. ..at some time, boring.But we loved each other deeply and was kind of ok with a quite absent sex life. But, as I man, I had quite a lot of "drive", and I really tried to spark thing sup, but mostly is was ending...into nothing.The years went by, jobs, cars, house, dog, no c***dren, traveled the world, been there, done that...all except a good sex life.....And as nature goes, my libido fell, and my wifes increased....or, more directly said, went sky high! And she startet to "demand" sex, but I. Dinner was a lost cause, though. There was just no way she could have focused enough on what she was doing to prepare a meal without burning down the house. Roger didn't have a problem with delivery though, suggesting pizza and heading upstairs to see what the girls wanted on theirs.Ann dashed after him in such a panic that she nearly took a tumble, telling him that he should find the phone number for the pizza place and that she would go talk to the girls. She sprinted up the stairs before he.