There was just one part of her physique that prevented her from being able to do so.She owned a spectacular pair of watermelon-sized tits. G cups, I b...lieve. She once told us how she has specially made sports bras that she wears under a compression shirt to run without her tits bouncing all over the place. I imagined she could knock herself out with those massive jugs. She had been told if she had breast reduction surgery, she could have been a top contender for going professional, but she was. Garth’s hands explored around to Steffi’s shapely backside and his fingers found her wrinkled anus! ’Ooooh your one of those guys are you?!’ she grinned, coming round from her quivering trance. Reaching over to the table behind the sofa she bought back some baby oil and popping the lid off she handed it to Garth, who, not daring to believe his luck, squeezed the contents of the bottle down her lower back. She shivered as the oil trickled down the small of her back and into her arse crack. Garth. I clear the table of and bend you over that but this time we're now naked but you still have your tie on, I grab one tit and one shoulder and do exactly the same but with more force and I start to spank your arse I lie down on the floor and pull your arse towards my face we're now in 69 postion and I'm eating your pussy. While you're sucking my cock, you start to cum in my mouth so you get off and taste your juices from my tongue, I push you off and throw you to the floor and push your legs up. I stayed in our living room and waited while my wife answered the door and greeted him. When they walked into the living room, I was sitting in a single stuffed chair that matched our sofa. I did not get up or shake his hand. My wife introduced us both to each other. Kenny and my wife sat on the sofa. I was not surprised that she would pick a guy that looked like he did. Looking back at it, he was a good looking guy, and someone I'd probably could have been friends with had he not been fucking.