I started to press her bulging boobs very hard. She was sibilating, hissing and moaning.Then I shifted my hands to the sides of her mammary and squeez...d them hard towards each other. I was rubbing both her boobs with each other very hard. ‘ she moaned softly and put her arms around my neck while I was pressing the sides of her mammary. She got busy in caressing sometimes my neck, sometimes my hairs in her excitement. Her nipples were totally erect and hard like date now. I got them between my. Played seemed to mean something to us, every line of every song was for us, she clung to me with every step, she moaned softly in her throat when she felt my hands on her bottom."It's fat Danny," she whispered and then held me tighter when I told her it was perfect.We stopped halfway up the stairs, reached for each other and kissed tenderly, breaking apart only to let another couple pass by."Nice one mate." the man said as he and his curvy companion squeezed past us. "She's a bloody. Slowly and quietly they move parallel shadows cross our rural yard and crushed stone driveway. In the distance we hear a motorcycle hurrying to nowhere on the county road some quarter mile away. We are isolated in our retirement years home. No longer do we feel the need to accomplish. We remembered the urban life with its bustle and deadlines we had shared independent of the other for so many years. We sense that this moment is one of our special moments. The pastel colored sky reflects our. After the sound of some frantic rummaging, Simon called out for her to enter. ‘Christ,’ he said, as he laid eyes on the double-F bosom that strained the Hello Kitty T-shirt to bursting point. Emma walked to his bedside, unconcerned that this afforded him a brief but graphic view up the T-shirt at her unclothed intimacy, and set the mug of hot tea down next to the lamp on the small table. She stretched to open the curtain, and the raising of her arms lifted her bosom so high that the T-shirt.