I sit down with her in my lap and we just continue kissing. She opens her legs more by sliding her knees further apart until her pussy is resting on ...op of my shiny shaft. She slides her hands down to my chest and squeezes my pecks before pinching my nipples softly. I slide my hands up and down her back until I feel her body no longer shaking. “Mm, you haven’t lost a thing,” she whispers while kissing behind my ear. I slide my hands back down to her hips and pull her up so that her pussy is. Not that his brutality at all inhibited her response, she threw back her head and rode him harder and faster, her pussy clamping down hard on him as she fucked. Using all of his muscles, Henry wrapped his arms around her waist and stood up, feeling her sink completely onto his dick as her legs wrapped around him and held tight. With her bruised and sore tits pressed against his chest, he walked over to the wall with slow and careful steps, trying to concentrate as her pussy convulsed around. I wanted her and I wanted him, but mostly I wanted her. She rolled my dress up to my hips and placed a hand on each of my thighs. Her husband sat in a chair accross from us and lit a cigarette. He watched his wife lower her head to my crotch. I could feel her breath accross my skin. She began kissing my pussy, her tongue touching me gently. I put my hands on hers. She began licking me gently and slowly. I closed my eyes wanting to feel her and ignore her husband in the room. "Open your eyes. " Huh, what?" I asked, reaching up and feeling one of my nipples."They're like, well, the same size they've been for months." No," Matt responded, "I don't mean your nipples, I mean your breasts."I got out of bed, walked over to the mirror hanging over the dresser inMatt's bedroom and carefully examined myself. I knew that my chest areahad felt a little different lately - like maybe there was a little moreweight bouncing around "up there" when Matt played with me, but I reallyhadn't paid much.